I love the feeling of my bare feet on the wet pavement.
The rhythm of my drenched ponytail swinging side to side with each stride.
The splash of cold water reaching up my calves.
The mixture of sweat and raindrops sliding down my forehead and down my nose before falling in a heavy stream toward the earth.
The heaviness of my clothing as the water seeps into each stitch of fabric.
The light sting of the cold droplets as the wind flings them hard on my face.
There will never come a rainy day when my first instinct won’t be to throw off my shoes and go for a good, hard, barefoot run :)
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