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This is so incredibly counterintuitive, but I’ve never had a bad run in the rain. They’re the hardest runs to convince yourself to start, but they end up being the most life-affirming thing ever. It’s refreshing and even kind of fun.

I often think back to me four years ago: someone who was convinced they’d never run in their life, let alone find joy in it. There’s so much you can’t explain to someone who hasn’t invested the time in learning to love running. You can say all the right things, but you have to feel it to really understand it. By now, I’m kind of convinced that everyone who’s physically able can learn to enjoy running. It’s just so very human.

I like this comic, even though I didn’t when I made it. It’s pure melancholy, and the whole day felt exactly like this.

On a related note, I always struggle with the end of summer and the beginning of the worst seasons. I will persevere, but it’s not going to be fun.