There is a good chance of inclement weather on Friday for our team dinner and on Saturday for our home meet at JCCC. If events are canceled or our schedule changes, information will be sent out on our Remind account. If you are not already signed up to receive these, just text @smwestxc to 81010.

Also, here’s one of my favorite poems about running and rain, titled “The Song of the Ungirt Runners,” by Charles Hamilton Sorely

We swing ungirded hips,

And lightened are our eyes,

The rains is on our lips,

We do not run for prize.

We know not whom we trust

Nor witherward we fare,

But we run because we must

Through the great wide air.


The waters of the seas

Are troubled as by storm.

The tempest strips the trees

And does not leave them warm.

Does the tearing tempest pause?

Do the tree-tops ask it why?

So we run without a cause

‘Neath the big bare sky.


The rain is on our lips,

We do not run for prize.

But the storm the water whips

And the wave howls to the skies.

The winds arise and strike it

And scatter it like sand,

And we run because we like it

Through the broad bright land.