There are some things in life that are only worth doing for pride, and for the story you get to tell later. This was one of those things.
All week long we watched the forecast for Saturday in Nashville deteriorate. Of all times for the weather people to be right, it was this time. Saturday morning we woke up at 4:45. Got on the shuttle at 5:30. It was cloudy and cool and threatening to rain, but at the moment, still dry. We got our gear checked in and hit the porta-potty line. And it started to rain. And kept raining. We waited forever in the potty line and just got colder and colder in the rain and decided to take turns going back to the gear check to get our dry clothes back on. As it turns out this was a poor choice since the jacket and pants I had brought were not particularly lightweight or quick drying. But, for the moment we were warmer and dryer.
Fortunately, the rest of the weekend was pleasant. We enjoyed shopping at the expo on Friday when we checked in-there was no shortage of fun running stuff to look at. And after some well-deserved hot showers and long naps on Saturday afternoon we enjoyed (well, I enjoyed, Cheri tolerated) the free Craig Morgan concert. And Sunday we went to Burgess Falls and enjoyed a little hiking. At least rain makes for good waterfall viewing.
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