Last season, Bill would almost always serve as "run sherpa" and tag along with Melissa (my training partner for the past two years) and I as we pounded the pavement and bike paths. Every run we'd talk about everything and nothing, and we learned a lot about each other as the miles clicked by. Whether one of us had a good week, a bad week, or just wanted to get a good workout in, the Saturday morning long run often is just the right dose of therapy for us all. Over the past few months, however, Bill had been tending to increasing numbers in the morning group and has had to hang back (and rumor has it train a bit himself;)).
Yesterday, however, it was just like old times. We had our Sherpa for the day, and I think I know why he tagged along with us: it was likely Melissa's last long run with us for a while. In a few days, she will be moving forward with her career, likely saving and changing lives and serving our country for the United States Air Force. While I am pumped for the recent nursing school grad and newly commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, the selfish side of me will miss my friend and stable running buddy. :(
Anyhow, the run itself was awesome! Just as we started our watches and slowly took off, the skies opened up on us. Wow, it felt good not running through 90 degree temps! Knowing my Garmin is extra-flaky, I made a bee line for the car and left it there. No time to find my other watch-I had to call it an impromptu "unplugged run". I swear-everything felt lighter, even in the rain without it!
4 miles or so of puddle jumping, the rain let up and the joking around commenced. It was nice just feeling out the 10 miles without having to stop the watch at each light (God forbid the pace gets misrecorded!) and worry about going too fast/slow, and so on. It almost felt like we were little kids again out there. Little kids who like running 10 miles in the rain. May we have many more runs like that.
Thank you Melissa for your service.
Run Happy!