This morning it’s drizzling and I was hesitant to jog. But the temptation is so irresponsible, out I went. It’s not heavy rain, just enough to moisten the ground. The rain is shying people away, so I almost have the entire street to myself. Flowers being washed by the light rain, more vibrant, dark clouds making the colors really pop out, more colorful, more alive.
This is the first time I jogged in the light rain, and it reminded me one of my dance teachers once said she loves dancing in the studio while listening to the rain outside. I think I know what she meant now: I feel more in sync with nature, rain outside, sweat inside, it’s like an echo, all connected, all is one.
