Rainy and Rocky

Deep thoughts on my run today:

Mile 5: “Hmm that sounds like thunder. A little light sprinkle might be wonderful to cool me off and lift some of this humidity.”

Mile 6: “Sprinkles! I love you, rain! It’s 10 degrees cooler! I love this! I am a badass. I am Rocky on the steps in Philly.”

Mile 7: “I’m the King of the World! I can do anything! Who runs the world? I do. I am invincible! I’m Mark Wahlberg in that movie… what it’s called? When he’s the walk-on football player? Oh yeah. ‘Invincible.'”

Mile 8: “It’s pouring. This isn’t fun anymore. My socks are getting wet. I hate wet socks. There might be nothing worse than wet socks.”

Mile 9: “I HATE MY LIFE AND THIS RUN AND THE RAIN AND ROCKY BECAUSE HE’S A LIAR. A DIRTY LIAR.”

Some runs are wonderful. Some runs are the worst things ever. Today wasn’t awesome. But the miles are done.

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