I posted this to my Dailymile account last week and thought it worth sharing here, as i'm curious who else has similar stories. I live in southwest Florida, land of brief but outrageously powerful thunderstorms. I call them land squalls, and I picked a doozy for my first rain run:
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Nothing makes you run faster than fear, and there was plenty of that on my near-sprint in a severe thunderstorm just now. I mean, this was hurricane quality, sideways driving sheets of rain the size of golf balls with cold gusts of wind that had me bounding through six inch deep puddles and literally fearing for my life. There were lightning strikes every sixty seconds and in truth, I should have my head examined for tempting fate like that... but this was one of the most alive, alone, independent and thrilling moments in my recent memory. On account of the rain, I left my Droid at home so I have to guesstimate my pace at 7:00-7:30 min/mile because it felt like I was FLYING.
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Anyone else have a similar Lieutenant Dan-in-the-hurricane experience?
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Nothing makes you run faster than fear, and there was plenty of that on my near-sprint in a severe thunderstorm just now. I mean, this was hurricane quality, sideways driving sheets of rain the size of golf balls with cold gusts of wind that had me bounding through six inch deep puddles and literally fearing for my life. There were lightning strikes every sixty seconds and in truth, I should have my head examined for tempting fate like that... but this was one of the most alive, alone, independent and thrilling moments in my recent memory. On account of the rain, I left my Droid at home so I have to guesstimate my pace at 7:00-7:30 min/mile because it felt like I was FLYING.
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Anyone else have a similar Lieutenant Dan-in-the-hurricane experience?