It was hailstoning yesterday.
As usual, I was out on my daily walk on my usual relaxing route. It then began to hail. Normally, most people would be trying to cover themselves up to deflect these little beads thundering down from the sky. But I didn’t. I embraced it. I was in skinny-fit jeans and a relatively-thin jumper, so I could feel it all over me (except for my feet).
And I loved it.
It was not the hardest hail I have experienced, so it didn’t become unbearable. It felt ‘just right’, although quite difficult to explain given the context. It lasted about five minutes, during which time I was smiling all through it!