Go, you chicken fat, go away!

It started raining last night.  If I had to guess, I'd say it's been raining most of the night.  I woke up this morning at 4am.  I stayed in bed until about 5am.  Since it was raining, which is different, I decided to do something different.  I ran along the streets instead of along the RWCD and/or Floodway paths.  I noticed a bit of a wheeze when I first started.  It didn't last long, but it did worry me that I was wheezing while it was raining.  The run felt decent.  The miles seemed to be just clicking away.  I regretted the way I went because it would mean I'm finishing on a slight uphill.  But that's ok.  Because it was dark and raining I wasn't expecting this to be a fast pace.  But it was by far the fastest I've run this year for a 5 mile run.  It's nice to see triple digits.  Instead of quadruple :(

I got up a little late this morning.  It rained all day yesterday.  No excuse for me to not go running, but I didn't go running.  Anyway, it wasn't raining this morning, but it was after 6:30am when I left.  I always wake up Emily right at 7am.  Still I wanted to get my 3 loops in, so Emily would get some extra Z's.  It was real humid, but it looked like it wouldn't rain today.  However, an hour and a half later, it dumped on us.  This isn't typical, but the tropical storm in the Pacific is doing weird things for us lately.  Or hurricane.  Or whatever it is.  I don't pay attention.

I planned on running the same loop I ran Monday only instead of going west to get out to the main streets, I would go east.  I was taking it nice and easy.  I was about 2.25 miles in when I heard my phone ringing.  It was my buddy Greg New.  Greg has worked at RWCD for many years.  He said he was at the Red Mountain Cafe and I needed to turn around so he could buy me breakfast.  By that point I was drenched in sweat, but he said not to worry about it.  I went in feeling a little sheepish.  He was surprised at the amount of sweat.  I warned him.  Anyway, we were able to catch up and I got a nice breakast of pork chops, eggs, hash browns, and toast.  Broke my diet, but oh well.  I was about a mile from home and he offered to drive me.  I showed him our pig, and he let me know that it's a Yorkshire pig.  The best pig for eating.

Yesterday I texted Mike and asked him if he wanted to do the 9.2 mile route.  It's basically continuing down the road to the McDowell Park entrance, turning around and going back.  He texted me that he would let me know in the morning.  He showed up with Bryan again.  Mike asked what we wanted to do.  I basically told him that if he wanted to turn around at the top, I would also turn around.  He usually beats me by 10 minutes, so it would be another 20 minutes on top of that for him to wait for me, and I'm not that mean.  But Bryan was running pretty fast this morning, and he went to the park entrance, so Mike followed. 

There seemed to be a lot of cars going up the hill this morning.  Usually you see more cars coming down, because people are going to the lake.  Maybe it had something to do with it being Fall Break.  I didn't see any cyclist until I was running back down.  It's staying darker out and it's actually cooled down some.  I noticed my ears were a little cold.  Knowing today was also the St. George Marathon, I knew I wouldn't see the other Brian.  He ran about a 3:30 something. 

My run felt okay, but I was a little surprised to see that my pace was noticeable slower than a couple of weeks ago.  It was faster than last week's, but last week was not a good night's sleep and helping my daughter move.  But we did tack on an extra 1.8 miles.  Mike's pace was also slower.  I told him not to worry about it.  When I had just under a mile to go, I saw Bryan running back up the hill.  He ended up running 11.2 miles.  Mike called him a show off.  It's nice to get the run done early to be able to enjoy General Conference for the rest of the day.