An amazing four-miles in extremely trying conditions. Left the shack in a thunderstorm and returned without much let-up. I took advantage of running in the rain because it may be a long time until the opportunity presents itself again. A wonderfully cool 63 degrees made it perfect. Absolutely. I was soaked two-minutes in, but churned out a slow and methodical four anyway. There is nothing like running in the rain...
except maybe the Indy 500. Shoes are drying out as I type this brief missive. Six on tap for Wednesday.
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