Do I have enough sense to come in out of the rain?

Apparently not.

I was nearly 4 miles into my 7 mile run when the rain started. It wasn’t that bad, just sprinkling.

Then the heavens opened up. We’re talking rain-coming down in sheets, streets suddenly flooded with water-kind of rain. I sought shelter under a tree when the first crack of thunder hit. (There was no lightning). After about 5 minutes of this without it letting up, I called my friends to come get me and wearily accepted the defeat of my run.

As I was waiting for her to arrive, the rain let up and I was tempted to start running again. When she arrived the deluge was coming again. She took me home and I had decided to finish my 3 miles on my treadmill despite having developed my summer aversion to the machine.

However! My roomie was still asleep and I didn’t want to wake her so I ran an errand and when I came back I decided it wasn’t going to rain again for the time it world take me to finish my run so I headed back out.

Moral of this story? I finished the run. And I’m soaked in a mix of sweat and rain. It didn’t rain on me again. Maybe just a few sprinkles…However, despite feeling very hardcore running in the pouring rain I’d like to think I have enough sense to come in out of a thunderstorm!

Now I must shower and get ready for my friend’s wedding! Happy Saturday friends!