I jogged over the weekend. (hey I’m still keeping it up!) On Saturday night when I leave home to brisk walk to the track fifteen minutes away from home, the weather seemed fine. In fact, it was great because we were finally getting a fall breeze here.
However,by the time I reached a flyover, it started to pour. I had nothing on me but a waist bag containing an iPhone, a blackberry, a set of keys, a Hello Kitty towel and twenty bucks. I couldn’t proceed, but I couldn’t retreat either. I was just struck under a flyover.
For a few minutes I just stood there, waiting for the rain to stop and, of course, update my Facebook status. I then wondered what to do if the rain wouldn’t stop. I saw several other joggers on the other side of the street who were also stranded. They looked frustrated just like me. I thought, “Come on, do something!” It was so hard for me to squeeze 1.5 hours out of two nights a week to run already. I didn’t want to waste my time standing under a city flyover.
Regardless of the passersby zooming past me with their umbrellas, I started stretching my calf muscles and hamstrings against the wall, then my quadriceps, my arms, and my neck.
I must have looked pretty weird to anyone in a vehicle that was moving past me, but I continued anyway. I stretched for a good ten minutes until the rain started to clear up. By that time I was all warmed up and ready to propel.
I took off despite the drizzle and learned that jogging in the rain was a fun experience. When I got to the track most people were gone or resting under the shade, but I just ran anyway along with a few people. I didn’t even know if I was tasting the rain or my own sweat in my mouth anymore, but it felt empowering.
On our path to pursue whatever we want in life, we are doomed to hit a few bumps, like the heavy rain. We could either just stop and do nothing like those other joggers under the flyover, or we could make use of the opportunity to prepare ourselves for whatever’s ahead of us. We could shy away from even the tiniest challenge like the people getting shelter from the drizzle, or we can just ignore it and focus on our goal.
I don’t know about you, but I chose the latter because I believe bitting the bullet may open my eyes to a whole new world.