I normally run on Mondays, but this Monday has been Heavy Rain Day. I don’t really like running in the rain, but if it starts raining while I’m running, I shrug and continue. If there’s a light rain or drizzle before the run, I shrug and continue.
But if there’s heavy rain falling and I know that as soon as I step outside I will get drenched, I find motivation harder to come by. But tomorrow morning looks good, so I count skipping the run today as a handy day of extra rest.
I did have to go to the store, though, so I tried to time my trip between deluges and was…partly successful. I also wore long pants for the first time since April, covering up my sexy tanned legs. Worse, it wasn’t even cold out (17C — above normal). I later regretted the pants. But I waited until I got home to take them off. I’m not some perv.
