Night + Rain + Running = Fun!
It was about 52 degrees when I started and almost 60 degrees when I finished. Finally, warmer weather.
I ran down Coleman Blvd toward the Cooper River Bridge. The rain did not start until I was about four miles into my run. Right before I hit the bridge it started to sprinkle. Old instincts made me consider turning back, but instead I notched up the speed and attacked the bridge.
The rain was pouring down, but the wind was behind me. It was not until I hit the turnaround that I realized just how hard it was coming down. The wind and rain were hammering me as I made my way back down the bridge. I felt like a kid running in the rain; it was an awesome feeling!
I got back on the road and all the sidewalks were flooded. I gave up trying to run around the water and just started running through every puddle. It was sick! I felt like I was running on a trail at times (I could not see the road or the sidewalk). As I ran my last mile I found myself soaked and feeling like I had just finished an adventure...
How cool is it to be a runner?!