The remnants of Hurricane Rita threatened to cancel my long run today (just as a long, long elders' meeting had put all thoughts of running on hold yesterday). After church and after a terribly close Titan's loss, I decided that I could either go to the Y and run on a treadmill or slosh and slog my way through the rain. Being an adventurous sort, I opted for the rain. And it was great. I thought I might cut things a bit short, but after five miles I still had some oomph. After seven though, I was so soggy that I just had to pack it in. But now I can actually say, "come rain or shine."