I believe that everyone has a special gift.
Some people are really good at blogging. Others excel at creating universes. My special gift is not getting rained on while I go for a run.
I know! I couldn't believe it at first either!
I run 3 times a week. My old bones can't handle running 2 days in a row, so I have a regular schedule: Saturday morning, Tuesday at lunch, and Thursday at lunch.
Meanwhile, this March was the rainiest March ever in San Francisco. It rained for 25 of 31 days and so far we've seen rain in all 4 days of April. This has been uncommon weather.
Remarkably, in the 15 runs I've done since March 1st not a drop has landed on me. Sometimes the rain stops an hour before I start, and other times it starts mere minutes after I'm done. I haven't had to modify my schedule in the slightest. I'm pretty sure this streak goes back further than 15 runs, but there's no need to brag.
How can this be? Well, there are two schools of thought:
1) I control the weather
Although I like the simplicity of this answer, and the Keep It Simple Stupid principle dictates that the simplest answer is usually the best one, I must admit that I'm not consciously altering the weather. If I could I'd make it snow chocolate chip cookies and rain orgasms.
Thus we're left with the only other rational choice:
2) Mother Nature is sweet on me.
It's cute that she has a crush on me. I'm not sure how to reciprocate without breaking my marriage vows, but I'm looking into it.
The streak is alive at 15, my friends. What's your special gift?