Usually around this time of year I have to brace myself for exercising outside as I awake and hear the patter of raindrops on the window.
This is for two reasons, really. Firstly I love that sound and am subject to post-sleep cosyness and that makes it harder to get up. Secondly is that, despite loving training in the rain, I take a little while to acclimate. My exercise garb is pretty much the opposite of waterproof so I'll be cold and damp pretty quickly. I am all about the benefits of overcoming this (in fact that's a large part of what I get out of exercising outside) but I still get that hesitation to face the elements.
Today I awoke to the promise of rain and it was a lovely, if not entirely novel, experience to race against it as I finished my training session. When I was completing the second work round of my circuit I felt the first drops of precipitation on my face and smiled. After that I enjoyed the cooling effect of the rain as I ended the session with my grip work.
For me this is what happiness feels like.