Halfway through the month of May and this is what Map My Run looks like:
I wish my horn sounded more like a semi's. HOOOOOONK. HOOOOOOONK.
I could tell it was raining when I woke up this morning. After I pulled on workout clothes I stood at my front door for a few minutes and assessed the situation. "Meg," I told myself. "You ran in an effing blizzard. A little rain isn't going to hurt you."
So I ran.
I'm glad I did because it wasn't even really raining, more of a light drizzle. I would've been ticked off at myself for letting a light drizzle keep me indoors.