Rainy run day

john | Sept. 26, 2024, 6:49 p.m. The Run

Originally, I was going to tell a girl, "It only rains when you're sad," but I stopped myself because where we were, it rains about one out of every three days. So, maybe she really is sad a third of the time.

Lately, I've been into working out outside on what, in Spanish, is called "barras," which literally translates to "bars." It's outdoor workouts—pull-ups, dips, jumping from bar to bar, and so on.

The problem, though, is you can't grip anything when it's raining. Since we were made to run—at least, those of us who made it through early generations—I decided to run instead. It was raining outside, so I hit the treadmill.

I made it for thirty-one minutes, with a few breaks in between. I varied the speed from six mph (until I felt like I was dying) to five mph, then back to six, and finished at five.

I haven’t quite hit three miles yet, but it's kind of amazing how, despite running only once a week, I feel the difference. It seems running once a week just maintains my progress. Maybe at some point, I'll bump it up to two days a week.

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