One Take: Lake Fayetteville, A Study

In which we gave Fayetteville photographer Wesley Hitt a Polaroid, eight frames of film and one take to get the shot

I’D NEVER been a runner until, oh, maybe 10 years ago, when some friends took me trail running. I don’t feel like I’m built to be a runner—but trail running … This time of year, I literally watch my radar on my phone, and if I’m going to run, and if a storm’s going to come in this afternoon, I’ll go this afternoon. A dozen times, I’ve run in the pouring-down rain. And it is the most invigorating, spiritual thing I can think of to do right now. To run with it just pouring and lightning and thunder, and you’re in the woods, and you’re soaking wet and muddy—it’s just hard to beat that feeling. It’s like being a kid. We get older, and we forget that that’s fun. We’re sorry about getting wet. And who cares? It’s just water.

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