April showers bring....

Once upon a time, there were four young ladies. And these four ladies were determined to give themselves exercise and improve their physical health. Consequently, they all arranged to meet at a specific time on a specific date at a specified location in order to facilitate this goal. As they travelled towards their meeting place, the heavens conspired against them and opened the clouds to allow some raindrops to patter through. Our erstwhile heroines decided that this would not stop them. As they parked their vehicles, the skies darkened and the wind howled and the pace of the raindrops quickened. But firmly determined that exercise would still be had, the ladies stepped out boldly on the path, nary an umbrella or a raincoat to be seen.
Perhaps, these things would not have even been enough to keep the wetness out - a full body suit of repellent material would have been more in order as the rain had a persistently nagging way of completely covering them with an ever darkening hue of wetness. Soon, the rain was so heavy that the path was nearly obscured, the gravel was spitting up onto their legs and their hair was so wet that it dripped onto their noses and made seeing very difficult. But exercise was vital so the walkers persisted... no one was going to give up!!!

The gales of wind lashed the rain at the foursome and caused them to shake with cold and draw their breaths in with a gasp. At long last, two of our heroines decided that pneumonia was not a good way to start off the spring season, so unfashionable and unhealthy and they boldly resolved to head back to their cars. Unfortunately, their two companions wanted to persist for a while longer... but soon common sense won out and the intrepid foursome were making their desparate way back down the path completely drenched and looking for all the world like a quartet of drowned rats (except for the exceptionally toned legs!! heehee!). As they separated and were ready to depart for home, to seek warmth and shelter, the sun began to peek through the storm clouds, the rains let up and the wind slowed down. Isn't there some law about that by a man named Murphy?? Well, all's well that ends well. Fortunately for our girls, they were, none of them, witches to melt in the rain such as Dorothy's nemesis in the Wizard of Oz and there was nothing a towel and a dryer couldn't fix. All in the name of fitness!!!