Yesterday I went running in the pouring rain. I actually put on my running clothes, knowing full well that it was raining out. It was very nice actually, until the wind started blowing really hard and I got cold. I did 5.5 km in 36 minutes (which is ok) and I came home soggy wet, and dripping. It's a good thing my father was sleeping, he wouldn't have liked that, but I thought it was fun.
While I was running I passed this little girl (about 11 years old) riding her bike in the other direction. After a few seconds she turned around and rode next to me. She asked me why I was exercising in the rain, so I asked her why she was riding her bike in the rain. She said "no reason" then asked me again. I told her I have no other time to run. Then she asked me if I'm not cold, "you're only wearing an undershirt" and I told here I had another shirt on underneath. That seemed to satisfy her, cause she said "ok", then "bye" and turned around and kept going the direction she was going.
I also had a kid on a bike ask me about running on Friday. He wanted to know why I was running and if running isn't hard, "don't you get tired". You don't see too many women/girls running in our area. I'm pretty sure it's a good thing these kids see me running.
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