July 28, 2008

Peach Pie and Getting High

I started my day on Saturday 3:00 AM. I can barely sleep the night before a race, this night was no different. I ate my pre-race breakfast of oatmeal with raisins, dried cranberries and walnuts and, about 30 minutes later, a Clif Bar and a big cup of coffee.

The race Saturday morning was in Auburn, about a 45 minute drive away. Auburn, being a major university town, is more runner friendly than other places around Alabama. The course was hilly, but shady, through the neighborhoods around the University. The heat and humidity took it's toll on me, and I did not do as well as I hoped. That's the way it goes, summer in the south, so it wasn't surprising.

The Church sponsoring the run was having a Peach festival, and there were lots of free peach treats after the race. Peach Pie, Ice Cream, Cheesecake, cobbler, and the baskets of Peaches were the prizes. As if the whole south was in synch that day, I heard the Peaches song on my way to the run, and my race number was 42.

Going to the Country, gonna eat a lot of peaches...

The plan for the rest of the day was to go home, take a nap, then drive to Birmingham to do the Trak Shak 5K Retro Run that evening. This is not unusual for me, if I can find two races close-by that I can schedule in one day, I will.

After my nap, with dreams of dogs and Granddaughters, I got up and starting prepping for the evening run. I turned on the weather channel and saw a big area of rain heading for Birmingham and Montgomery. At first I thought that it would be good to run a race in the rain, I always do very well in the rain. The Trak Shak run has a big party afterword, and that would be ruined, and many people would not show up because of the rain. I'd like it, I love to be in the rain in the summer here, but most people don't like to be rained on.

I was also thinking how lovely it would be to go for a long run in the rain. So as the storm approached, I cancelled my Birmingham plans, put on my running gear, waited for the storm front to pass, and went for a long, wet, wonderful run in the rain. It rained for three hours.

The world made love to me. I was in euphoria for the rest of the evening.


mad said...

Hey, man, welcome back!

Nancy said...


First.. love those puppies..

Second.. granddaughters are absolutely adorable...

Third.. if you feel that being rained on is as good as sex... I guess it has been a while my friend... wink