Running in the rain

There’s something cathartic about running in the rain. It’s cleansing. I had a nice 5 miler tonight that took me through some dark local neighborhoods. Running at night is deceptive, since it’s tougher to have a sense of how far you’ve gone. The rain adds a constant struggle, and the objective gets stripped down to a primal, “keep moving.” Time flies, and you’ve practically bypassed all the pain. People you pass, huddled up underneath awnings and umbrellas, often make funny comments or give you strange looks as you feel like you fly by at 7 miles per hour. I’ve been called nuts more than once within earshot, and it always makes me smile a sly smile, since in those moments I can think of no saner thing to do than run.


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