Pouring rain, cold, windy. Was feeling a little gloomy from the weather and I suited up in raincoat and tied sneakers and went out for a run in the gale. I’ve always loved running in weather like this, for some reason. I remember early morning runs while at BCG, 5:30am in the pitch black of winter, slipping and sliding on the frozen Esplanade. I must have looked like the michelin man, trundling along in my snow gear, but I always loved being out there.
And indeed, the mood has turned around from the run. There is something, maybe, about asserting my own small power over the bad weather, something about refusing to let the elements daunt me. Saw only one other brave soul out in the storm, but we gave each other a big wave and a knowing smile!
Home now and thawing out, just made chocolate bread pudding to bring to dinner tonight and am feeling much improved. Run in the rain + chocolate = surefire mood improver!