This morning, when I got off work, I went running for the first time after being up all night. There was supposed to be a huge storm coming in, winds to 50mph, and I wanted to get at least one more run in this week. So without really thinking about it (because if you think about it, then you don’t do it, you just get in bed and go to sleep), I put on my ‘fit and went out.
And it started raining.
And it was wonderful.
Really. I run inside Mills College, and it’s such a gorgeous campus that my heart is happy every time I enter the stone gates. Set in the heart of Oakland (and it’s closer to the rougher side than the gentrified), there are four trees per student, and it’s old, old, old. This is the president’s house, seen in the rainy dawn this morning:
Okay, it’s not a good shot. But it shows how many eucalyptus and redwoods are behind it, and I had to run through a little wooded area just to get the shot. Oh, the smells this morning! All rain on the trees, and the eucalyptus buds on the ground (run carefully over those, though). Em’s mom, an alumna, always talks lovingly about Mills and the smell of the trees. I rarely notice it, but this morning, I understood why she doesn’t forget it.
And y’know what else? Running in the rain is cool. Literally. I wasn’t as hot as I usually get, and the air was actually a little warmer than it’s been lately, so my lungs weren’t struggling against the cold. It was exhilarating.
I did pass a kid outside the gates waiting for the bus, huddled under a huge down hooded jacket, and his horrified face so clearly said, "You’re crazy," that I nodded and said, "I know!"
And here’s me, home from the rain. I took it to shock Lala, who has a running aversion stronger even than mine to bikes, but she was less traumatized than I thought she would be. Oh, well.
Yes, my eyes cross a little when I’m tired. Always have. I only notice it in photos, but sometimes I realize that other people must notice it all the time.
Now I’m babbling. Soon to be bubbling. Bath time, followed by last work shift this week. Happy weekend, everyone. MWAH!
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