Rainy Day Fun

Lately it's been raining a lot. After a full season of sunshine and fun I am ok with that. In fact inclement weather seems quite fitting. Since all the magazines say "it is officially the off season and time of recovery" I decided to behave a little differently and stay inside. I was sort of craving some good reading and a movie or two.

I discovered "The Devil Wears Prada" is an excellent movie for rainy day run intervals. So long treadmill dreadmill. The upbeat music coupled with the star's brushes with near catastrophic work crises are sure to get ones pace up. I thought healthcare was dire, but turns out the fashion industry is more stressful. I discovered this during Monday's downpour, but the movie was longer than my run. I was actually looking forward another treadmill session to see the end. I sent Tim out to run in the rain with Paul. Just as I settled in to sheer chick flick indulgence, I was interrupted. The boys ousted me from the treadmill and forced me to run outside. Apparently those macho guys were afraid to run in the rain without a girl like me along. Complaining wasn't too much an option as we trekked up Soledad, mostly because I could only sputter. As a professional, I rate others levels of pain and tolerance to activity. I give patients who can only sputter high on the pain scale, and low on the activity tolerance. I swore we were at altitude and we were....at least 300 ft;) Despite my ability to only sputter I enjoyed the run. The rain and clouds were sort of eerie and it was actually quite warm. Downhill was much easier. It allowed for me to advance past a sputter and toss back some smack. It's funny that I am still motivated to keep up. Being in earshot let's me hear such things as..... Jen's not going to be able to ride Noble Canyon. We can't take her to Indian Creek. She doesn't really have any handling skills. One can't argue that they don't deserve the trash I toss at them.

Tim's been on call a lot this week and working a lot. I guess it's good to be on call when it's rainy. People seem to be breaking a lot of bones this week. I guess it's the rain, good thing we don't have ice or snow in San Diego. People seem to break things late on Saturday nights. This interferes with our early Sunday morning run plans. Good thing the roads are always open. I wish people would stop breaking things when we have plans with friends. Oh well, I guess I can curl up in the aero bars with a good book while my training partner recovers.

and make some cookies. .....

This season my cookie making skills seem to have digressed. I keep putting batches in the oven and forgetting to start the timer. I also made up a game where I try to run a mile on the treadmill while the cookies bake. Let's just say our oven bakes things a little fast o.k. Can I use the "I'm recovering from an Ironman excuse for this one?" Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, if all the cookies turned out I might have my a** sliding down my thighs.