I’m so glad this morning was my rest day — glad, but yet not glad. After an aggressive weekend of running and biking, today was to be my rest day and it figured that a nice, summer rain was pouring down on us today.
I’ve really come to love running in the rain — it’s refreshing, invigorating, and enchanting in its own way. I notice that I’m able to run a little further, and keeping cool is never an issue. Plus I can usually count on having the sidewalks and paths to myself, maybe with the exception of one or two other die-hard runners.
But instead I slept in and I slept in hard. It felt good and I honestly could use a few more hours of sleep, too.