I mean it. I had so much fun! Splish! Splosh! Just me and the other nutters, or joggers, as we like to call ourselves. The park was deserted, so I didn't have to do any dog-dodging, the rain kept me cool and my new 90s playlist is fab. Herself stared at me in bemusement when I re-appeared at the front door, dripping and grinning - but she should be used to it by now. The dog was clearly disgusted.
I suppose, in England, that it could be quite useful to have something to do when it rains, but I think that going out in the rain moves me one step closer to being allowed to call myself a 'runner'. This is like being given a green beret - it's a badge of honour. I haven't earned it yet. But I will. Oh yes. I will.
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