Rain Rain Go Away...

I hate the rain. This weather sucks. Last week it wasn't so bad because we needed the rain. Then there was the hurricane, so ok, it's that time of year and this is really the first one we've had. But now I'm ready for it to stop. Tuesday's are Roger and Me rides. We go on early morning mountain bike rides before work. It's been great. But the past couple weeks we've been getting rained out. It sucks.
Since my ride was cancelled I went to the gym and ran. I ran. I am not a runner. Not even close. I hate running. It hurts every single step. But I figured if I'm even contemplating cross I should run at least a little.
I really don't know how so many people run and they seem to enjoy it. They talk about runners high and what not. I do not come anywhere close to experiencing anything close to a high; a little nausea maybe.
Marc commented today that he doesn't know how I can run without my IPod or something to distract me. I find there is no distraction. All I can manage is complete concentration to keep from tripping over my own feet and to keep my breathing some what below full out hyperventilation. I have to bargain with myself each lap I make around the track that it will all be over soon as long as I keep moving forward.
Marc also commented on how it's hard to go back to the gym after running on the trails because there is so much more to see. However, all I can think when I'm running on trails is how much nicer it would be to be on my bike. Hopefully that will be soon.