Until the sky OPENED THE FUCK UP.
Seriously. Clear sunny day ---> light drizzle ---> APOCALYPTIC STORM.
It poured. It pounded.
There was HAIL.
This happened right after the walk concluded, actually. So I have not yet received my prize (4th overall, 2nd woman, either 1st or 2nd woman in my age group, I don't know. Yes, I walk fast.)
It's quite a ways from the park to the library, where Adam was waiting for me.
I didn't just get drenched. I got SATURATED. The sound I was making as I walked into the house was along the lines of *splorch*.
I showed my boss (had to go back to the office to get my purse). My department chair was in there with her, and he started laughing as I spread my arms, the sodden fabric of my shirt dripping, and said "Permission requested to skip the rest of the staff appreciation thingie and go home and shower so's not to catch pneumonia?"
The department chair actually ran a finger across my jeans and shook his head in disbelief. I was in giggles-of-disbelief mode by then.
It had stopped raining by the time I got out of the building. I brought the cardigan I wear when it's sub-arctic in the office along to protect the contents of my purse - ended up using it to sit on. It was soaked through by the time we got home. Which only took about 7-10 minutes.