(Note/Caveat: I'm in no way making light or lessening the hardships that people on the coast may go through due to flooding/wind damage; I've got a sister down there and am keeping a close eye on the situation, myself)
A sophomore in college, I was thrilled that classes had been cancelled as Lady Katrina decided to come inland, and, like most of my fellow collegians in Starkville, I intended to make the most of the situation.
Most students went out and played football, sloshed through the mud, and enjoyed general shenanigans while the winds built. By around the 40-45mph mark, most had had their fill of the sustained wind and returned indoors to hunker down and ride out the storm.
I had just woken up from a nap.
Around, 45mph, I laced up my shoes and headed out. If you've never experienced rain at 50-60+ mph, it's an entirely different phenomenon, more akin to flying needles than drops of water.
Cruising down Engineering Row, the slight downhill grade combined with a significant tailwind to create a bit of a conundrum for me as I approached a 4-way intersection, but nothing that a well-timed, quick grab/clotheslining move on the already-flailing stop sign couldn't solve.
A short while later, passing in front of Hilbun Hall, the headwind, rain-needles and all, was stiff enough to stop me in my tracks. That was the only time I've ever leaned forward and driven my knees/steps as hard as I could without moving an inch forward. Tactical lateral movements combined with further leaning and infinitesimally slight and momentary reductions of wind eventually let me progress.
By the time I got to the spot my friends and I had chosen as our respite from both the storm and the dorm, wind speeds had topped 70mph, and since I had relied on momentary lucky breaks in the wind to get that far, I decided to end my run there. All my friends had been there some time and were surprised I was still out at that point.
Katrina was still a category 1 hurricane when it went over Starkville, roughly 200 miles north of the coast, as the crow flies. I've never experienced anything quite like it before or since. We all know what it did in terms of destruction, but my short little run gave a somewhat unique glimpse into another aspect of such a phenomenon.