Wet clothes. I hate running in the rain. I. Hate. It. But, deep down I believe that running through adversity will get me through the virgin six miles that come at the end of the marathon. My training only takes me through mile 20. Rain. Ice. Sun. Blisters. Friction burns. Bugs. Hills. Speedwork. Early mornings. All of the suffering that I endured during training will come together in the end to help me find the guts to finish.
Five miles today. I wore my trail shoes hoping they would help keep my feet dry. They did for awhile but then rain poured in from the top and then the water didn't have a good way to escape. Sometimes I say I have heavy feet. Today I really did.
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