Almost any weather (barring very warm) can become ideal running weather when viewed in the right light - today it was very lovely out there, in a perverse way.
(Drizzle, high 40s - nearly deserted, except for the very funny sight of four ponies giving rides to a handful of Young People in the middle bit of Riverside Park!)
The training schedule I made up earlier this week is wildly - delightfully - overambitious, and though I had 12 miles on the schedule for today, really I knew after yesterday's ride that I probably should cut that back a bit.
(Rationalization or common sense?!?)
I compromised on 90 minutes - probably about 8.5 miles, maybe a little more. Took 3 miles or so to feel the muscles were really warmed up, and I definitely had some fatigue in the quads, but it turned into a very good run in the end - afterwards I was flooded with endorphins and felt that running in the rain was the most blissful thing in the world!