Pre-run faffage this evening mainly consisted of googling ‘should I run in a thunderstorm?’ I came to the conclusion that a) it is too hot to run at any other time so it’s now or never; and b) I’m not carrying a fishing rod or golf club so it’s probably going to be ok.
And it was. The photos don’t do it justice at all. Of course they can’t capture the sound of the thunderclaps overhead or the delicious rain striking my skin; but the magical light and lightening hasn’t come through either.
It wasn’t plodding sort of weather. I ran the 3k in three bursts with a couple of minutes breather and photo shoot between each. At one point I was mid- open field when a particularly loud thunderclap sounded, making me jump and move a lot faster than I usually do! Then another very quick dash through the metal kissing gate before another lightning strike!
Despite the late hour and rain, I was burning up. I stood under the hosepipe for a bit, enjoying the cool water down the back of my neck. Blimey it is hot out there folks!
Happy running; and resting, too xxx