I've been a bit lax in the jogging routine of late; I had an injury in February, and then spent an overly long time getting back into a routine. But I've rededicated myself, and I proved myself today with a 11 k run. A run through pouring rain. Because if you wait the extra hour for the rain to subside, you really lose your momentum.
It wasn't bad; I actually enjoyed the last 500 m to the house. But man, the 10 500 m before that SUCKED.