Dark skies, dull light and 60,000 runners slogging through the rain. Not exactly what you might call a "pretty picture," but that was the scene at this year's Peachtree Road Race--the first ever to experience lightning delays. I wasn't there to shoot, but to support and run shuttle for my husband, who was running his 25th race. Some years I take my camera; some years I don't. And I confess, I was less than inspired to pull even my iPhone out from beneath the dripping poncho this year.
Still, as I stood there in the pouring rain, I couldn't help but wonder how I might shoot this year's race. Truthfully, the runners didn't look that much different--rain and sweat look more or less the same. Either way, they were soaked. The spectator umbrellas added an interesting element; I could have worked with that. But as I looked around, what caught my eye was the street. There was just enough light to create soft reflections on the asphalt. So I dug around under the poncho for my phone and grabbed this shot. For me, it told the story of the race.