Appreciation post: My relationship with the rain run transformed from dread to necessity

There was a time when a forecast of drizzle would have me canceling my route without a second thought. These days, I find myself craving the patter of rain on my jacket, a sensory reset that no sunny track can provide. Who would have thought that what I once avoided now grounds me more deeply than any perfect condition? It’s less about logging miles and more about embracing the elements as part of the process. Sometimes, I wonder if the real motivation was hiding in those uncomfortable moments all along.