I went running in the rain tonight. It was a beautiful experience, well I have decided to remember it as a beautiful experience. The rain adds so much to running, particuarly tonight's rain. It was that wonderous type of rain that's far more substantial than a drizzle but not as overwhelming as a downpour. This perfect sort of rain made the ordinary trek twice around my street into a fantastic adventure.

Everything takes on a great aural quality when it rains. The street lights bounce of wet cars with this twinkley energy, and the ordinary event of a car driving by becomes a near-death experience. On several occasions a car came rambling up behind me and I had to leap onto the curb to avoid an inglorious death. All the while my feet are shoes are barely on the ground as they're being lubricated by the fun mixture of rain water and motor oil. So with these slippery-soled shoes I'm constantly trying to stay catch my breath while avoiding a collision with a wet automobile. It was fantastic.





If you can experience Hallelujah, Buckley or Cohen, and not feel something there is definitely something wrong with you.