Rain Run

After months of training, there I finally got to run in the "Chancellor's Challenge 5k Run/Walk" after it was canceled due to fires a month ago. Luckily, erectile race day happened to coincide with a freak rainstorm that dumped over an inch of rain on most of San Diego. Of course, psychotherapist it's sunny and clear today! I was looking forward to suffering through 20 minutes of muddy, slippery, wet running. But when I showed up to the race, they decided to radically cut the course down--from 5k to about 2k to avoid the "dangerous" (=fun) original course. I was pissed off as the suffering of my training would be for nothing. One of my workouts (which left my calf muscle sore for a week straight) involved sprinting a total of 1600 meters (1 mile) on the track over a number of intervals. Other workouts involved sprinting up the bleachers adjacent to the track, running barefoot in the sand at the beach for 40 minutes straight (great way to get blisters!), and one of my favorite runs--loop from campus, down the cliffs trail to black's beach, up the beach to the cove, through Scripp's institute of oceanography, and back to campus (~1 hr of running). I would have made my training much more intense if it weren't for my damned sprained ankle slowing me down ;) so I'd kept it down to 3 days a week.

Anyway, since the course was cut down to a little over a mile, I decided "fuck it, I'm gonna go out hard." Keeping within close range of the front runners, I "bonked" about 400 meters into the run (thereby guaranteeing a great deal of suffering for the rest of the race). I huffed and puffed my way back to the finish line. There was no race clock or mile markers, so I have no idea how fast I was going (but I'd guess under 6 min mile pace). At least they had free food afterwards.