Around 11 today, I looked up the weather. I wanted to go on a run, and I figured at some point it would rain.
Weather.com told me it was going to rain around 2. So I had a snack, got my sneakers on, and was out the door by 11:45
About a mile in I felt some sprinkles.
Light rain is awesome. Bring it.
At about 2 miles I realized I could more or less cross “shower” off my to-do list when I got home. I was soaked.
And after 3.5 miles, I came home looking like I’d reverse wet my pants
See that light crotch? (sexy, you’re welcome) That’s the normal color of my shorts. Totally soaked.
Now? Most of the time I just accept it as part of running in Oregon.
But if I’d know it was going to soak me this bad? I’d have stayed inside.
You a rain runner? I used to look at people outside in the rain and think they were nuts. Now, I realize sometimes it’s the only way you’re going to get a run in.
Also, I’ve been getting some running questions, and I’m going to do a post on ’em soon, so if you have any more leave ’em in the comments!