I walked out this morning between storms. It had rained over night, and it was definitely threatening in the west. But I was already up and dressed, so I figured I'd go see how far I could get. The answer was three miles, out of 11 scheduled. Then the lightning started up, and I decided to call it quits. I had been running right around the neighborhood, so I didn't have a long trek back.
In fact, the lightning blew over pretty fast, so that the storm was down to just rain by the time I got out of my shower. But it was too late. Maybe I'll run tomorrow, instead of my scheduled day off.