Cajones!

Ya that's right. I have cajones! Last weekend I ventured out to the Berkeley Marina on a wet and wild sunday morning. When I left my apartment it was only sprinkling, so I thought the run would not be that bad... I was planning to do 8 miles. But, as I pulled into the Seabreeze parking lot where I like to start my runs... the rain picked up. BUT, I had the cajones to get out of the car and do that damn thing.

(view from car pre-run)

The run started OK. I got used to the rain and fogged up glasses. A bonus to running in the rain is that it seems only hot young men and me run in the rain! Holler! I ran past 4-5 guys along the trail, all of whom waved and said hi to me with big smiles on their faces. All I could think about was "I am so running in the rain all the time now!" So the run was going great. I was feeling good and even going at a faster pace than usual. I think when its cold and rainy out it helps cool down my body and my biggest enemy has always been overheating. So I ran a 4 mile loop which took me back to my car to fill up on water and have a gu. At this point the sprinkling was getting a little heavier... but nothing I couldn't handle. So after filling up my liquids I headed off in the other direction, towards Golden Gate Fields.

This is when things got tricky. At about a mile and a half out the moderate rain turned to POURING rain! Instantly I was drenched to bone. Seriously... think wet underwear. Gross. So I quickly turned around and headed back to my car. This is when the wind started to pick up. So not only was a soaked... I was running against the current. It's my cajones that got me back to the car in lickety split time. Thankfully I had a towel in the car to put on my seat so I didnt get it totally soaked when I got inside. Please note. Water resistance is useless in a downpour.