5.75 miles
franklin loop
47 degrees/raining
When I started my run, it wasn’t raining. But within minutes I felt some mist and by the time I reached the east side of the river it was raining. At first I didn’t feel the rain. I only heard it gently falling on the leaves. Such a comforting sound. Soon enough it was raining and I felt it on my face. I don’t mind running in the rain, as long as it’s not freezing, which it wasn’t today.
What else do I remember?
- the squeaking sound the wet leaves made as I ran over them
- the once yellow now glowing orange leaves near the lake street bridge
- avoiding the cracks in the path just past the railroad bridge
- looking down at the river as I crossed the Franklin bridge, remembering run across it in the race 2 days ago
- hearing the trickling of water below the gorge on the st. paul side
- hearing a dog’s sharp bark down in the gorge
- seeing a runner up ahead on the franklin bridge and slowly getting closer, finally passing them before the meeker island sign
- smiling as I ran back across the lake street bridge
- seeing the Daily Walker up ahead, dressed only in a short sleeved shirt, passing him
- running past 2 walkers with big umbrellas at my favorite part of the path near the end of my run
- seeing red yellow orange leaves
- encountering only one spazzy squirrel
swim: 1 mile/1800 yards
ywca pool
Until my membership expires at the end of the month, I’m swimming a mile at the y after band rehearsal on Tuesday nights. It felt good. I felt strong. And, amazingly, swimming for 30 minutes straight wasn’t boring or tedious.