After work P and I drove down the road to our local trail for a run. It was awesome. I ran really strong on the way back and negatively split the crap out of it. Stretched. Wandered to the car. Opened the door:
"My handle's wet!"
Hmm. It's not raining.
"And there's a puddle on the ground!"
Hmm. An isolated puddle under a wet door handle."
"You don't think.....?"
Actually, yes. EWWWWW!