I went out this morning to run. Just before I head out the door, I checked the weather forecast on my phone and it was a balmy 70º F. That’s kind of warm for an early May morning where it usually in the 40-50’sº.
The forecast also called for 60% chance of rain at that time, and 80% chance in the next hour. But I still took my chances. And ran.
Besides the sun was shining. At least partly.
And on the other side of the horizon, there were nimbus clouds. In other words, rain clouds. Nothing scary though. No lightning flashing. No thunder rolling. No tornadoes forming.
Have you heard of the avid suitor who said: “I’ll give you the moon and the stars if you asked me, my love. And I’ll come back tomorrow night. If it does not rain.” Such a fickle dedication.
But not me. It takes more than nimbus clouds to intimidate me.
Not long after I started my run, the rain came. These meteorologists were really accurate in their weather forecasting!
Anyway, it was light rain only. I am water-proof. My dedication is water-proof. Even my running apparel are water-wicking. I would be alright.
The rain may have dampened the road, but not my spirit. I’ll just sing “I do my running in the rain.”
At least this lonely gravel road would not be so dusty. Not muddy. But the rain moistened it just enough that I would not be eating billows of dust if ever a lost car pass by me.
The rain did not really get more than a pitter-patter. And I finished my run without really getting soaked. Though I still broke out a sweat.
Would I catch pneumonia. Nah!
But I caught this.
If the looming clouds deterred me from going out, I would have missed the rainbow.
Just like in life. Sometimes we need to go out of our comfort zones. Take our chances even if the odds is against us. And chase our rainbows.
Maybe next time I would also catch the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
(photos taken with an iPhone)