11.06.07
Future Job: A Postal Worker
Okay so this post was suppose to be put up last week, but it was crazy as the first sentence states - so didn’t have time till now to finish my photo search - please forgive the tardiness
Wow what a crazy week. First, let us document the torrential downpour of a workout this past Wednesday. I still am continually amazed by the people I actually have met through CAC and have “run with.”
I love Marc’s new hair-do. It brings back memories of High School Swim final meet days where the boys would all shave their head along with the rest of their body hair - hopefully the shaved head will bring Marc more speed as it always tended to do for the swimmers 
But, I must say that I did not expect a monsoon to erupt out of the sky in the middle of the workout pyramid. Talk about instantly soaked! I cannot even count how many times I rung out my shirt in a span of five minutes. I had to take my glasses off in the middle of the interval because they instantly fogged up - i could still see without them fine to run (well relatively), but the only thing was the rain was coming down so hard that I couldn’t blink fast enough to see regardless of it was a bit blurry. My shoes have never felt so heavy! - My hip flexors were tugging and groaning on the way back to the car. But, I think the huge leaf blown into the side of my face was the clincher - I just thought “This is crazy, what am I doing. I can’t even imagine running a race in this, good thing I’m not.” and then Joan’s long ago statement at the beginning of the season before NC hit it’s dry spell came back to me:
“We run rain, shine, sleet, snow, mud…we run!” and so we ran. What an experience! But, the bonding team moments that occurred that Wednesday - drenched “wet rat” syndrom, Trish running by on that second loop sans :), and celebrating Marc’s up-coming Olympic trials with a little bubbly and pink to boot! Bobby ended the evening perfectly when he pulled into the parking lot on his mountain bike decked out in his now wet CAC/Fleet feet gear, sliver clip shoes on, helmet on with headlamp attached and on, “honking and beeping” a tune. I love being part of a team, I love the craziness of that workout, I love the goofy, quirkiness of runners.
And Joan really is serious about us rivaling the postmen in workout weather. - Heck, I think due to the runner’s mentality any one us would make an awesome postal worker - maybe that will be my next job - rainstorm (check); blizzard (check); intense heat (check), unbearable, relentless humity (check), monsoon (check) - carolina’s got us on a roll.
*including all those darned unleashed dogs we tend to encounter in our cross country fields.
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