Is it dumb to drive 2 1/2 hours to run a short road race in the rain?
Would I do it again?
Yes. In three weeks.
That feeling of anticipation. The runners, the volunteers, the goofy announcer, the earnest national anthem singer, Trail Monkey wondering what the hell, the feeling of waiting for that first mile marker. The finish line in the distance, the beer garden waiting. Anticipation, suffering, euphoria. Repeat as necessary. Nothing like it.
I love running.
Sometimes you just need a rainy 5k to remember why.