My body wants to be outside today. Hiking, or running, or playing tennis. But it’s raining too hard. I tell it: “Sorry, not today”, but it doesn’t understand, and stands at the back door whimpering.
The last time I went running in the rain my shoes got soaked. I put them in the laundry room to dry out, but they never did. They got mildewy and I had to throw them away. I liked those shoes.