If you know me, you know that I really dislike rain. I would use the word hate, but I really don't like that word. Rain means you can't play outside. It means dirty floors, a smelly dog, damp everything, and energy-filled children trapped in a house.
We are currently being hammered with rain thanks to tropical storm Hermine (I think that is the name). So, when I got up this morning at 5:30a to go running, I checked the radar. Nothing in site so I was clear to run. Off I went and I was feeling really good. About 8 minutes into the run it started raining. Rain is one thing, but this was more like a deluge. So what did I do....I kept running away from my house! I figured I was already went and was going to get wetter so I should at least go to the one mile mark. I did, turned around, and headed for home. My three miles turned into two. Considering it rained almost the entire rest of the day and is still raining, I am thankful for my two miles.
I realized running in the rain that I am a real runner in my mind at least! Thankfully I don't have to test my "runner status" in the snow!!