|Wet day, dry run|
The Emerging Runner has re-emerged. I know I’ve said that before but this time it may be true. After years of almost daily posts, I slowed to a near stop at the end of 2017. I had reached a point where both my commute and the medication I was taking for an eye condition were exhausting me and affecting my running. Doing less running meant having less to write about. I never actually stopped running, but my weekly mileage had steadily dropped almost 60% from peak. Over the past two years I’ve maintained that plateau and I knew nothing would change without real disruption.
While I couldn’t stop taking medication, I could do something about the commute. So I did. About a year ago I informed my company that I intended to stop working and a week ago I finally left. One week after leaving my job, I’m asking myself why I waited so long to do it. Instead of heading out to the office around 6:00 AM, I’m getting outside for almost daily runs.
I’m keeping my distances short, but the increased frequency has brought me up to 12 miles a week. My performance hasn’t improved much, but my stamina seems better. My hope is to return to averaging 18 miles a week, which was typical when I was training 5-6 days a week. I’d like to meet that target by the end of June, which I should be able to do while increasing weekly mileage less than 10%.
Today’s weather was windy and rainy but I wasn’t going to let that force me onto the treadmill. I dressed lightly and wore a hooded rain jacket and a pair of running shoes that do well in wet conditions. Now that I no longer wear glasses, running in the rain is a viable option. The low cloud cover made it seem earlier than 7:30 AM, and the streets were quiet. The only annoyance was the pooling of water at some intersections that required some careful stepping.
I finished my run very pleased that I’d ignored the rain. I didn’t see a single car the whole time I was out there and it reminded me of the days when I’d run with a headlamp and reflective vest at 3:45 AM. I always felt like I owned the road back then. If I can maintain the discipline, I will aim to get out by 6:00 AM before the garbage trucks, school buses and commuters invade my territory. The only guy I ever saw driving in the neighborhood at 6:00 AM was me and I would watch the occasional neighborhood runner with envy. Now I get to be that runner.