Running in the rain

I wasn't going to post about my experience running last night because I mentioned it over on Fat Chicks Running but well...

I didn't run Sunday because I just had other things I wanted/needed to do (like read a book - The Fidelity Files lived up to its trailer, in case you were wondering :) ). So, that meant I really had to run last night - even though it was raining.

It didn't seem to be raining that hard when I left with Max but I didn't get far before I decided that I couldn't really run with a wet dog so I took him back home and took back off. I was probably at the furtherest point from my house - and running - when I heard a horn honk. My first thought was to run through the names of people I know in the neighborhood and wonder which one of them had discovered me running through the neighborhood. You see, I'm pretty sure my running isn't a pretty sight and I don't mind so much being seen by people I don't know but I don't want to be "caught" running by people I do know. So I was dreading looking over to see which one of my "friends/neighbors" was seeing the sight.

Turns out it wasn't anyone I knew at all. It was just some random man who saw my running - my training running, if you will - and thought I was attempting to run home because it was raining, instead of training in spite of the rain. He said (and followed it up with the ASL sign), "It's raining!" Then he asked me how far I was going, as if I had been dropped from the sky on a survival mission to find something, as opposed to being in my own neighborhood, no further than two miles from any point in the subdivision, and offered me a ride. I said thanks, I was training and he said oh and drove off.

Really, it was a nice gesture but I have to wonder what he was thinking. I mean, I had my mp3 player, running shoes and my standard running outfit - my yoga pants (what? they have "give"!) and t-shirt (which was soaking wet and clinging to me). Hmmm, okay, I'm refusing to think he had ulterior motives. It was just a nice gesture.

Anyway, in other running news. SCG was in the office yesterday and sent me an email that said something like "Hey! I'm in the office today in an all day meeting. I'll give you a shout later - I want to hear about your training." I read the email as a co-worker stood in the doorway. The conversation went something like this.

Me: Training? Have I gone to a training lately.

Co-Worker: Did you go to a training?

Me: I don't know, I'm drawing a blank but my friend said he wants to hear about it.

CW: (with same perplexed look on her face I think I probably have) What kind of training?

Me: I have no idea. I don't know what he's talking about.

Then it dawns on me...he wants to know how the marathon training is going. Some days I'm slower than others - and it was a Monday. (I never heard from him, by the way.)