Futbol y ejercios

The hazy fog that set in sometime last night slowly changed to gray clouds throughout the day and in the afternoon, the rain came in. It started as a sunshower, producing rainbows that seemed feet away from our balcony, but it turned into a steady rain. Earlier, when it was just sprinkling, three of us went running along the Malecon. It was the perfect temperature for being outside and the light rain cooled us off while we worked up a sweat. We stopped at a rundown track and futbol field with crumbling stadium seats. There we circled the track alongside fellow runners, older women wearing bright track pants and perfume that followed them in a cloud, a little gymnast training for something, and others keeping in shape. We all were entertained by the casual futbol game in the middle of the track and the boys on the outside playing baseball. As I ran around it all I started to feel a little like a part of their community. We ran back past the fishermen and people hanging out on the Malecon to our apartment where ineveitably the elevator was stuck and we hiked up the neverending staircase to the 13th floor.