Sometime in December or January when most of the participants of the PostBourgie Running Challenge were complaining about snowstorms, sub-zero temperatures and icy sidewalks, I was bragging about running in a t-shirt and shorts.
I really shouldn’t have bragged.
I feel like Sunday’s storm was Mother Nature’s cruel joke on Angelenos, especially the runners, who enjoyed (and maybe bragged) about our typical mild winter.
It rained this afternoon. As I left work, I kicked myself for not bringing my umbrella. I ran to catch the bus and had flashbacks to Sunday. ‘This is nothing compared to Sunday,’ I told myself.
It was just a little rain.