We have been enjoying some unseasonably cool weather for the month of August. I am taking full advantage of these days while training for my half-marathon. Thankfully, I have yet to run at the gym in 3 full weeks of training. Miraculous.
This morning I began my run under a cool, overcast sky. Absolutely perfect running weather.
A light drop of rain.
Then Complete Downpour.
(This is what I looked like after the run. Maybe you can't tell from the front view, but I am so wet water is dripping off me. The side view shows the contrast of the dry and wet. Also, check out my hair: it was straight when I started my run.)
I am from the Pacific Northwest, so rain doesn't really bother me. But thunder and lightening? Probably not such a good idea to run in a lightening storm.
Not 5 minutes after the storm began, I see a familiar car pull up to the side of the road.
It's my husband. He was worried about me. He stopped his work, got in the car and drove around until he found me.
It's just a really good feeling to be loved.