Thank goodness for my continued running this week. Without those endorphins running through my body I may have thought that seasonal depression was about to kick in. The sun has not come out all week! It was gray outside my work window and I was beginning to think that summer had truly come to an end, the fall was skipped and winter was here. What a way to come back from vacation!
Thanks to the remnants of two hurricanes–Lee and Katia–the Washington, DC area and much of the Eastern Seaboard experienced a LOT of wet and rainy conditions. Some much harder hit than others and unfortunately some casualties as well. Lee was short-lived as a hurricane, turned tropical storm, but his effects had major impact on our area, and Katia is on her way now to Great Britain so best of luck to the Brits.
On Thursday morning, I headed out for an 8ish mile run (my watch died along the way). My 6:30 am run was actually the most dry time of the entire day with only a few sprinkles in the way. Later was a much different story! I’m glad that I had chosen the trail that I took because looking down at a lower level trail was more like looking down at a rolling river. The stream bed was gushing over the parts of the trail and it looked like it would have been a good time for some white water rafting.
I will say that the cooler conditions were nice to run in but it’s not much fun to worry that you might potentially slip on a wet leaf or have your sneaker get stuck in the mud. I’ll take the sun over the rain any day of the week and I’m happy to see that the skies are blue again–just in time for the start of the weekend upon us.