AM: 10 miles. The deluge continues. When I awoke it was actually not raining, so I threw the kids in the jogging stroller and got three miles before the thunder started. I considered heading back out solo, but I guess I learned my lesson from yesterday and resigned myself to the first treadmill run of the summer. I ran on the mill a lot in 2010 and 2011, and I remember I could really go to my happy place. I guess it's like anything - you need to practice - because today those seven miles were a grind.
Hoping to get in a PM run, but time may be scarce. An old friend from San Francisco is visiting, and we'll be seeing him later today. I didn't run much in those days, although he was a runner and would sometimes drag me out to the Marina with him. It's a nice route, but I didn't enjoy it much since I was out of shape and he always wanted to run sub-8 minute miles.
We did Bay to Breakers together a few times. That is still my favorite race in the world. I tried to figure out what times I ran, but apparently I never actually ran it with a bib. People usually associate costumes, intoxication and nudity with that race, which are certainly in effect. My favorite part is the start though. You wait in a huge crowd, and shortly before the gun, everyone starts throwing tortillas in the air like frisbees. It's a really bizarre sight. I have no idea where that tradition came from.
PM: 3 miles with Elise on her bike.
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