Today was another landmark run - week 6, run 3! I was sitting in the front room with a cup of tea watching the rain coming down in torrents. Hubby got onto his weather app and started giving predictions on weather windows. Finally I achieved escape velocity as the sun came out with Hubby roaring at me to “get out now! There’s a small break between showers!!!”
I drove down to the cycle path in a smattering of rain but by the time I set off the sun was out again. There were dark clouds glowering in the distance but I yanked up the big girl pants and set off.
as usual the first 5 minutes were grim. Heavy legs and a bit of a puff. Gremlins cackling merrily…. But then things eased up and it started to flow. By the half way bell I was feeling great and it was still dry. With only 3 mins left there was a few drops of rain - ironically Van Morrison was belting out Sunny side of the street. 🤣🤣🤣 But miraculously, those spots didn’t come to anything and I got home dry! Now sitting in the front room again, mug of tea in hand basking in the warm glow of smuggery. It’s now lashing with hail. A charmed run, or what????