There are a lot of folks that when they hear the pitter patter of raindrops or hear the roar of thunder .. they prefer to stay inside. Dry. Out of harms way.
These are my favorite days for a run. Rain falling on my face. Water splashing the back of my legs with each stride. Puddles to run through. For some reason, that combined with how quiet it usually is because few others are out .. offers me a state of meditation, of exertion and of feeling grounded and refreshed in a way few other things do.
Not the best pics for posting.
But was happy to have just gotten in a run that morning, the dog running circles around me on her leash, I didn’t want to get the phone wet and I apparently due to most of that, didn’t care they weren’t artsy and slightly out of focus. 🙂