Welcome to Resistance

I gazed outside...tut tut, looks like rain!

conundrum...do I go to the boring workout room or take a chance and head for the hills?

The sky is dark. Even the lamp posts have not shut off yet. The wind is blowing...the heavy dark rain cloud the looms above my head is moving, rather quickly in fact. Perhaps it will blow away and not rain at all?

I want to run at least 5 miles today. The thought of 5 miles on the tedious treadmill forces my face to contort.

My spirit longs for the wild. I need hills! I need fresh air! I need...RESISTANCE!

What the hell...I'm a brave girl.

I left the house and headed down the hill with my sights set on Hidden Gold. I ran past 4 Hispanics doing some yard work. I think one of them said something to me, but I didn't hear it. My ipod was turned up to loud. Given past experience, it's a good thing I didn't catch it.

Going up the hill to Sweetwater, in the same spot I observed a banana peel take months to degrade, I discovered yet ANOTHER banana peel. Only this time, the contents with said banana peel remained. One discarded yellow ripe banana replaced the old one. I wonder how long this one will take? Perhaps an animal will want it. Or maybe it might be enough to catch a security guards attention. I doubt it.
Most likely some kid will pick it up and throw it at someone on his way home from the bus. I'm sure that's how it landed in that particular spot to begin with.
I've seen all kinds of things along the road while running...besides fruit I've run past veggies, beer cans, music cds and busted tapes, wrappers, perfume bottles and coins. I would pick it up if I were walking...but I'm running. I hate to carry anything while I'm running.

So I continued with the question of mother natures breakdown in my head. Last night we had some pretty whippy wind rush through.
Around the corner on Sweetwater, I glanced to my right so I could see up a known dirt driveway. This wild vacant lot will be the home of Katie's current teacher by next year. I was looking to see if his house was under construction yet. Nope. In fact, you couldn't even get up the driveway right now if you wanted to. The largest branch of the biggest tree had snapped. It was blocking the road.
I wonder if Mr. Wood knows? Hey, that's kinda funny- a tree breaks on his property and his name is Mr. Wood. I guess it's not that funny.

I ran on. The wind is providing some good resistance today. My legs are feeling very heavy and the uphills are difficult. I don't want to stop. My right knee is hurting. I can feel the blister on my right big toe beginning to puff up again, like it has the last 3 times I've run.

A rain drop lands on my face. Another one hits my thigh. Soon I'm lifting my chin to sky in hopes of catching one in my mouth.

I ran past the Hispanics again, not looking at them. I don't like to be gauked at. Call me prejudice...but I swear it happens everytime.

I did the run today in 46 minutes. Good run...Good day.