Friday night I went for a 3 mile run in central park. I started at 110th, down the west side, around the reservoir and back up the east side. It was sunny and close to 8pm. At the turn, dark clouds began to roll in from New Jersey. Within a few minutes a sepia shade washed over everything like something from the dust bowl era . Schools of leaves were blowing loopty-loops just like a movie...
Then the rain hit hard. Still about a mile and a half from home. Cyclists were racing to get out of there. A few other runners still headed down town. I was just trying to maintain an 11 min mile and watch for falling trees. By the time I made it to 110th Street the lighting and thunder were in sync. One crashed right over my head. So I dashed into the subway instead of the deli which only 30 more feet. Down stairs at least 20 more people were waiting out the storm. Most of them were still dry. Now soaked and freezing I crossed my arms over my chest. A man pointed at my new shoes and said something in Spanish. I assume he told me they were ruined or soggy. I'm not sure. The tunnel became more packed as exiting riders decided to stay and more wet people came to hide. But in about ten minutes the storm let up and everyone was free to go their way again.
I didn't know the city was even under a tornado watch let alone a warning until the next day. If this video is ever deleted. It's the news being quite excited about the storm.
