My mom is training for some races next year. Every week she has to fulfill a certain mileage total. So on Saturday she went for a run and it started raining in the middle of her run. She came home looking like a crazed cat that was soaked in the rain. She was still smiling though, so that was kinda creepy. Her running is contagious, so the next day I told her I wanted to go with her on my bike. Guess what, we dragged daddy along. He wasn't kicking and screaming. He was also a willing participant.