It monsooned all day yesterday. We on the east coast got slammed by tropical storm leftovers, and I got soaked three times -- riding my bike to the clinic, riding back home, and when I got home from school and went for a run.
It was a short run, in new shoes, and I could feel my feet squelching by the time I was done. But there's something about running in rain, about abandoning any hope of staying dry and simply embracing the downpour. It's cleansing in a way few other things are.
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