It was damp and quiet (hmm, too quiet) at 5:25 this morning at Willow Lane parking lot. Deuce opted to ruck, so Dropbox and I started our run. At that moment out of nowhere, a cold, strong, breezy rain kicked up right in our faces. After a few minutes of squinting through the stinging precip (which seemed like forever) we turned south to lessen that impact which did finally subside to a light drizzle. 30 minutes later we were back at the parking lot, warmed up and feeling better for conquering the challenging squall. In retrospect, it felt like we were being tasked not only by getting to the AO but also continuing the run in less than ideal conditions and CTHT.