The Wet Jog

Amidst the rainstorm I still managed to go for my run in the park. I can understand why so many people get into extreme sports. There is something very sexy about mingling salty sweat with fresh rainfall. The combination of fluids running down my torso and back seeping through my shorts down my hairy legs and gently tickling my ankles. The splash of rain beneath my feet with each stride and the delicate moisture carressing my forehead. Wet sneakers, drenched shorts, soaked baseball cap; removing them all and jumping in a hot shower!

Ahhhhhhhh! Now that was nice.