Instead of a second run yesterday, I spent the evening watching television and eating Chinese food alone with my feet up. Since Kiera had planned on me being gone, she had taken both the kids to play and eat with some friends across town, leaving me an empty and quiet house.
Originally I was going to use the rain as an excuse to not put in a run, but a call to the shop while I was still at work revealed that the weather was fine there (4 miles away). Still, as I drove down into town to meet the others for the run something made me change my mind and head home. Once home, the rain was letting up and it was actually fairly cool outside. It was a perfect opportunity to get in a few miles by myself, but I didn't. Maybe it was the fear of putting in two doubles in a row during the two days after a stressful race, or maybe it was just laziness. Something in my gut just told me it was a fine evening to just lay low, and that's just what I did.
This morning I got off to a late start after getting a bit more sleep than usual. Everything was still wet from the rain the evening before, and the air was a cool 72 degrees (heaven in Tucson during September). I put in 13 mellow and uneventful miles under thick clouds, and felt great doing it.
Training: 13 miles, 1:30:51, 6:59 pace (last mile at 6:25 pace)