Weather in Santa Cruz has taken a turn for the worse. Gone are the days of flip flops and shorts, well, for me at least. I can hardly stand below 75 degree weather without tossing on a giant, fluffy jacket of some sort. As sunny and hot skies bow out to cold, cloudy fall weather, a dilemma weighs heavily on my mind: the first rain, AKA the Naked Rain Run.
To run or not to run? A part of me feels like I should participate at least once in this tradition during my four years here as a story to tell my future kids or to say that I did it or something. The more practical part of me says that I will probably kill myself running around scantily clad (because I would actually run naked, right? Swimsuit or sports bra + spandex, ftw), and this heinous cold that keeps me bundled up in my room does not help either. I really want to, but I kind of don't at the same time.
Why couldn't it rain when it wasn't abysmally cold to prevent this sleep-depriving (not really) dilemma!? What would you do? Run, or say fuck it and wait until next year? Help/advice is greatly appreciated :)
To run or not to run? A part of me feels like I should participate at least once in this tradition during my four years here as a story to tell my future kids or to say that I did it or something. The more practical part of me says that I will probably kill myself running around scantily clad (because I would actually run naked, right? Swimsuit or sports bra + spandex, ftw), and this heinous cold that keeps me bundled up in my room does not help either. I really want to, but I kind of don't at the same time.
Why couldn't it rain when it wasn't abysmally cold to prevent this sleep-depriving (not really) dilemma!? What would you do? Run, or say fuck it and wait until next year? Help/advice is greatly appreciated :)
4 comments:
do it!!
I SAY RUN
DO IT
RUN, PAULINA, RUN!!
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