Rain nor sleet, nor 40mph winds...

I was recently referred to someones' blog by my cousin. It is a blog about one woman's entry into running...first as a way to manage her weight, then it progressed to her training for the upcoming NYC ING Marathon. I read it eagerly, as I also recently found the joy of running, and am training for my first marathon. I was glued to her blog, mesmerized by every one of her posts, realizing that I too have found a passion for running, a passion that sometimes has me doing some pretty stupid things. Like this past weekend, Long Island experienced torrential downpour and some very very strong winds. But I had a training run, only 8 miles, but hey, it was a training run! My TNT mentor had scheduled this week's run down in Huntington, close to my house, so I was looking forward to the close proximity for a change. And I had run this route before, for the annual Thanksgiving Townwide Fund run. I knew it was challenging, it had kicked my butt last year, but I had still finished with a 9:35 pace, and being that I was running on 2 tendonitis-afflicted calves, I was happy. I was looking forward to doing this course again, uninjured, and a stronger runner. Well...I think that the gods were laughing at the 5 of us who showed up: pouring rain that was landing on my face like sharp pellets, coupled with crazy strong winds making it impossible to stand upright....and so many hills. We extended the course into Lloyd Harbor to add some mileage, and that meant more hills. What a fantastic morning....I loved every minute of it...does that make me sick?