Vamoose, Scram, Shoo, Skedaddle Rain!! I’m tired of your ugly gloomy face. I haven’t gone for a run in almost a week, because of your awful presence. I don’t care for running in the rain. I’m pleading with you, please let up. My calves might thank you for your manifestation, but my mood, hair and more especially my mind don’t. My mind needs to hit the pavement to help find a bit of clarity, and you’re just too distracting rain. So shoo!!