It's Rainin' Runners, Hallelujah!

Bright and early this morning we headed to Rivergreen Park for another Cross Country meet with Dallin. It was calm and a little cloudy. We dropped Dallin off and then went to park. Because it was an hour before the race was to begin, Stephen and I just sat in the car. Slowly raindrops started, pitter pat. Drops became larger until the sky was falling at an incredible rate. As the time drew closer to the start of the race, the rain fell harder. It was a phenomenal downpour. With umbrellas as our only protection from the wetness we headed out to show our support for our son. The starting gun went off and the Varsity boys began to push through the storm. It was the most amazing thing to watch. From where we stood, a huge river began to form. By the time the boy reached us it was a raging creek about a foot and a half deep. We watched anxiously as each runner plowed through the running water. I have to admit that it was quite entertaining. Boys getting stuck, slowing down, some falling face first, and some even lost shoes as they sunk deeper than they expected. Each handled the problem differently and the looks on their faces were priceless. One boy came out of the creek with one shoe on and had to chase his shoe as it went floating down the quickly moving stream. Pure craziness! Dallin ran about a minute slower than his normal time. He said, It wasn't a race, it was just a joke." Stephen and I and other parents certainly enjoyed the early morning chuckle.Dallin cheers on the girls' team. The rain had lessened during their race and the creek had slowed quite a bit.