First rain run of the year

"When it rains, it..." Well, you know how it goes. This past Wednesday was my first time running in the rain this year... and it poured!

I was around the 2.5-mile mark when it started raining. I went out 3 miles from home and turned around (for a 5/1 run/walk). From around mile 3 to 5 was a total downpour. It was also partly along a stretch of road where the sidewalk is right next to a four-lane, and every car going by splashed me more.

I really didn't mind though. I've run in the rain plenty. Sometimes it's even quite enjoyable. There's something sort of... I don't know... defiant, maybe. It also gives you a sense of accomplishment when you're done. Like, "I did that... and it didn't hurt me." Btw, I maintained about a 10-min./mile pace, and it felt pretty good.

Aaaand, a homeless guy who often hangs around this section of trail helped me gain some perspective. When the rains came he skedaddled under the bridge. As I ran by him I thought of how fortunate I am to be able to go home and take a shower and put on clean, dry clothes. 

Anyway, it happened. Just another day in the life, I guess.

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“You heavens above, rain down my righteousness; let the clouds shower it down. Let the earth open wide, let salvation spring up, let righteousness flourish with it; I, the LORD, have created it." -Isaiah 45:8