Life Is Better When You Do Stupid Things Occasionally

Just as I was about to head out the door for a run on the trails at Birchwood Lake and the Tourne yesterday afternoon in rolled thunderstorms and rain. Usually, I would have headed back inside to ride the bike trainer. However, the dark clouds and thunder hung high in the summer sky. I decided to head out to the trails.

As I ran a soft, rolling thunder rumbled far overhead for the next hour and change. There was something unspeakably majestic and awe-inspiring about running on the cloud-darkened trails under the thick green canopy of late summer with the thunder rolling. No music. No podcast. Only the sounds of thunder and my footsteps on the trail. Interrupted only by one other crazy runner and the mosquitos.

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