Rainy Saturday..

A rainy Autumn day in the desert is very beautiful. After a summer where it feels like your walking on the face of the sun to a rainy morning with gray clouds and a hint of bleakness. When I ran in the Summer I could feel the heat of the day from the pavement under my soles to the burning glare upon my head. It was as if nature was on fire and I was running through the flames.
This morning it was the most exquisite opposite. As I started to run raindrops were pelting my head and I could hear the puddles being disrupted under my feet. Splish splash as I rythmically hit them with my Adidas.The raindrops dripping down my face from my bangs stuck to my forehead. They felt welcomingly cold on my skin making it tingle a bit. I felt my clothes getting soaked but I didn't care,no reasonable voice in my head was telling me its too rainy to be out. It was so early there were no cars no people just the sound of my breathing.

I have had many rampant thoughts in my head lately and this was perfect to help clear them out. The rain began to beat harder and the wind was starting to pick up but I felt somehow exhilarated by the scene. A town that is usually bright and bustling with activity is so silently sleeping. Urban life at a momentary standstill, just nature and myself.
I usually listen to music but didnt want my precious new phone to experience even a hint of a raindrop so I left it on my bed.
It was like nature was providing an ambient soundtrack for my morning run.

When I got home drenched and exhausted I kicked off my destroyed tennies and started peeling off my clothes that were adhering to my body. I looked in the mirror and laughed. It felt good to laugh, my pony tail was stuck to my head, I really looked a sorry mess. But my spirits were lifted and I had enjoyed the run.

My mind was filled with how beautiful and unpredictable nature is and that its beauty can even make a heavy heart feel light again. We run through life accompanied by others but when we look in the mirror it is only us staring back. So I choose to laugh at the me in the mirror. Even with the heavy heart I have right now I found it lighter as I ran through the rain and then saw my bedraggled appearance.

I think we all have our troubles and days with a heavy heart, trying to keep breathing . When just breathing becomes something on your To Do List..today I must remember to breathe.. look around at the beauty of the world and take a run in the rain..