It’s a different experience to be out in the pouring rain when you want to be, as opposed to when you’re forced to be. You’re awash in the life-giving waters that sustain and replenish, instead of the feelings of rush and panic that come with the mad dash from one shelter to another. You experience a youthful exuberance that brings appreciation and healing…healing rain.
WARM (not really)
all x15 (more or less) IC:
toe touches
imperial walkers
windmills
butt kicks
THANG
When WATERpik hit that 1st puddle, the illusion of keeping relatively dry shoes during this 5k was soaked by reality. The PAX moved along the route like a rivulette coursing down a muddy embankment in the Amazon Rain Forest towards the mighty river. As we ventured on, Chewy and YHC were left in the wake of the animalistic speed of the the cheetah, the jaguar, and the gazelle. I’m certain a plethora of new neural pathways were formed as we did a regular thing in a new way. Apropo of nothing (or more likely the rain), Waterpik had to roll out early. And so…
MARY
We concluded with 2 waterlogged rounds of Dice O Doom! 20 freak nasties (wild Q), 50 squat jumps, 50 alternating single leg lateral hops (as opposed to 50 more jump squats), 20 merkins, 25 burpees, 50 LBCs.
Yours truly prayed us out
Many thanks for posting in this healing rain!
