I had it all prepped yesterday. It was a Thursday – my usual run practice day. I had my backpacks on while going to the office - never mind if I looked more like a high school kid than an office chic. I tried pacing things faster so that I can reach Ortigas early, hence, get the license to leave the office earlier than usual in the evening. And then…
IT RAINED! Whatta!
I got the weather alert from She, who was supposed to be my running buddy last night. She texted me while leaving her class in UP (and being stuck in a building because she forgot her umbrella, poor girl!) that it’s been raining hard there since 5PM. Whatta! I couldn’t believe what she said because I could still clearly recall how the sun shone brightly as I left the boarding house that morning. So I quickly checked the glass windows from our 29th floor office to see if there really was any downpour outside – I swear, staying in a high-rise building makes you less aware of the real weather outside because all you know is that there’s the air-conditioner, bright lightings, and your report deadlines are piled on your desk. When I checked, it seemed all dry in the EDSA flyover, in the chapel down below, and things are proceeding quite normally. Heck, it’s not raining, ano bah!
But after 5 minutes, I peeped outside from the glass wall again and saw rather wet highways this time. Oh man, it is raining!
But being my optimist me, I told myself that the downpour will soon stop and I can STILL have my weekly run. For somebody who dares brave to really strut on the racing scene, my once-a-week run is almost a joke. Seriously, I think I should find a way to run twice or thrice a week.
Anyway, to cut the story short, when I got off from the bus at Philcoa, it was still raining, almost crazy if I had decided to push on running last night.
So later, granting it won’t rain, I will really take a quick run, even if I’d be getting up from bed 4AM tomorrow for the GK Tarlac Build… What a busy life! Just as I like it. ;D
