Ah, June… Summer is at our doorstep, the days are (almost all of them) seeming to get a little bit longer, and for the second year in a row I am partaking in my daily blogging exercise, marginally focused along a theme I’ve simply called Those 30 posts in June. No planning. No writing stuff days ahead. Just this: each day a meanderingly vague prompt drives a meanderingly vague post… and today that post just happens to be:
June 10th // Something You Have Felt
It being Sunday and all, I was out for my regular run this morning. We did a moderately fast fouteen kilometers, dipping into the nearby Terwillegar off-leash dog park at about four klicks in, running the loop whilst dodging a few scattered mud puddles left from the previous night’s thunder showers, then climbing back out again to run the last few kilometers back to the shed. It was a mostly pleasant morning…
… and then the skies opened up.
We ran the second last kilometer in a stiff wind, winding through the neighborhood leading towards the main road.
We ran the last kilometer in an epic onslaught of pounding rain, seven short minutes slogging up that last bit of a hill towards the store beating the water out of our eyes and desperately seeking shelter.
It was pretty awesome, actually.