This was my I-don’t-want-to-run-its-Friday-night-and-its-raining-pout.

But I said “suck it up buttercup.”  I said I was going to run outside and I meant it.  Thoughts during run summed up my run by bullet point.

• Its not raining too hard.
• Where is everybody?
• Boy those geese are enjoying the rain.
• Oh wait, its Friday night and its raining. Everybody is probably at happy hour.
• Weenies.  I’m a bad ass.
• Oh look, another runner.  He’s a bad ass too.
• Uh oh, its raining harder.
• I’m a bad ass.
• Crap, its windy on the east side of the river.
• I’m a bad ass.
• Man my jacket is sticking to my arms and they’re cold.
• Keep trying to be a bad ass. 
• Stop and look behind me and there is no one around.  There is also no one ahead of me.
• I’m a fool.
• My ears are freaking cold.
• Shit, I didn’t see that puddle and my right foot is totally soaked.
• Oh, look, two people running together!  They are bad asses!
• So am I!
• Another ruuner! And another!
• Oh, shit what is that sound?
• Oh shit, the Hawthorne bridge is up! (Huddle under the overpass until the bridge goes down.)
• Thank goodness its not windy on the westside. 
• Oh, hell, now my left foot is soaked too. 
• Suck it up buttercup and pick it up.  You’re a bad ass.

Finished 3.25 miles in 36:09, which was 11:07 pace. Decent, considering the rain, wind and being a little cold.  Ended up looking like this:

I think I might look like Chrisrunsanddoeslife’s sister?!  Or his brother.  :)

Also, what sucks is putting your warm, dry feet that are in dry socks, back into your rain soaked shoes. Ick.

Say you’re a bad ass. Live life like you’re a bad ass. :)