I never check the Arizona weather before I go to bed, because I know what I’m going to get: yesterday and a few degrees hotter.

So imagine my chagrin when I open my garage door at 3:30 am for my morning run when I see a furiously dancing rain puddle illuminated by a street light for effect.

Here I am, ready to go. Got my Apple watch set, got my running shoes on, my airpods in, my trusty water bottle on my hip and my lungs in full anticipation.

Talk about a let down.

Now what do I do?

Then I remember my military days. Neither rain, sleet or snow could cancel a day’s training.

One morning, just before our morning run, all hell broke loose weather wise.

It was rain, wind and scary thunder when our platoon leader asked the company commander if we were going to postpone.

His answer was “Left face, forward march….DOUBLE TIME!

I thought “What a heartless bastard.”

Then HE got in front of the formation to lead us.

Right into the shit storm.

Talk about leadership.

I had to smile to myself as I stepped out into the pouring rain.

I guess I’m a heartless bastard, too. 🙂