Then I looked at the weather forecast. 37 deg chance of rain/snow showers. Crap. It's not the 37 deg that has me unhappy, it's the rain/snow showers. Now I realize many of you are thinking "What's the big deal, it's just a little rain/snow. Get out and run."
Yeah, well I live in the desert. We get something like 11 inches of rain per year. Some of you are accustomed to running in "liquid sunshine". I, however, have developed an aversion to the rain/snow much like that of a cat. That's what's the big deal. And if the weather forecast is correct, this stuff is supposed to hang around for a few days. Shudder.
I'm trying not to freak out. Too much.
[edited to add: I did NOT run. Was windy, cold, rainy with thunder/lightning when I got home; the lightning was a deal breaker]
[Side note, my son who moved to the Bay area for college, complained to his father that we never taught him how to use an umbrella. It's not our fault. We never *needed* to teach him how to use an umbrella. That's how little it rains around here.]