Had 2 rest days , so needed to run today. I use the term "run" in its widest sense. Got back from work, got changed and went out with pooch in tow. (Or rather she tows me for the first minute or so until she gets to the grass for a wee). We just about did our 5 mins warm up , then there was a massive roll of thunder and the heavens opened. To go back? I hardly considered it. I am stubborn. Once soaked , you can't get much more soaked! Went on the golf course. Even the trees round the edge weren't much shelter. It was tipping it down. Could hardly see where I was going. Dog had picked up a tree branch ( she doesn't do any old stick) and was trotting round after me. There were actually people playing golf. I suppose if you've paid your money.... My shoes were full of water, my dog biscuits were getting soggy. At least I had a spare poo bag to wrap my phone in to keep it and Laura dry. Did it anyway. 28 minutes!!! Absolutely soaked and an extremely soggy doggy. Big thunderclap as we arrived home. Now dry clothes and a glass of wine . Sorry, Laura, took on enough water earlier.