The forecast last night was for cold rain this morning. I don't have time to go to the gym on Thursdays, so I figured I'd just take a day off. I had run the past four days in a row, so I was due. I woke up to the sound of that cold rain pittering on the window. And I got up and ran a quick three. In the cold rain. Don't ask me why. I'm glad that I did. It made the whole day that much easier.
The weather tomorrow calls for more of the same, but tomorrow, I will have time to go to the gym. And I probably will.