There are lots of reasons I like to run; Wednesday was one of them.
No, not Mr. Wednesday from American Gods, though if he showed up I'd be sure to run the other way; but it was a relatively cold, blustery day during the group run.
Sun was on it's way to the horizon. Clouds were dumping rain. We got the double rainbow thing, and I was struck at how clear the purples and blues were standing out. Can purples and blues be vibrant, especially against a storm cloudy gray sky? With the Sun making everything glow gold, I guess they can.
I love running in the rain.
I love getting the feeling of... hunger... to run fast. When it's all i can do to reign in those impulses. Running smooth, running easy, but there's also that feeling of "let's see what happens" if I were to cut loose. It was a struggle to repress that urge.
Hopefully it'll hit again on Sunday. I still don't feel recovered from the marathon, but there are always other factors in play. I'll let you know how it goes...