I’m usually pretty good about getting lucky with my daily walks. I mean, the weather usually holds up for me long enough to do my 1.5-2.0 miles, then come home. Last night…eh. I checked the radar before I left the house because it was a bit dark off to the east, but there was nothing in my immediate area, so I threw my workout togs on and left the house. I was about 95% done with it when the thunder and lightning I’d been hearing off in the distance suddenly got a lot closer, and the skies absolutely opened up. It was bucketing down like you wouldn’t believe. I took off in a dead run towards the house, and no fewer than 5 cars stopped me to ask if I needed a ride home, which I had to decline because they were all going in the opposite direction of where I was going. My clothes were utterly soaked through, even my shoes and socks. I looked like a drowned rat, and felt like one too. I guess next time I won’t go so far from the house if there’s even a remote possibility of rain. Or just take an umbrella.