Running with Sandy

Sandy arrives and everyone is running and hiding.  I was at work in a high rise building and beginning to feel a little queasy  from the swaying of the building, (which I could not feel actually feel, but could hear the building moaning.)  The powers that be decided we could all leave work early and get paid for the remaining hour or so.

Now I always walk to work and had walked that morning in the little rain that was falling at the time.  I got at least 5 offers and even a call from my mom for a ride home.  When I turned them down they all insisted it was no problem and seemed very surprised that I would not want a ride home.  Don't they realize the it is okay to get wet outside and is great to feel the wind in your hair.

So I changed my clothes to something that would help keep me warmer in the rain and headed out.  The rain wasn't that bad and the wind would only occasionally be felt pushing me as I headed up the street.  There were loads of puddles which my five fingers handled nice and I actually started to enjoy running through them and splashing like a little kid.  I did a little hill work and then realized that in all the excitement of running in this great weather I had forgotten to turn on my Garmin.

One interesting thing did occur as I was running down the street.  A lady pulls up next to me with her window rolled down and asks me if I have a cigarette.  Here I am jogging and it is pouring out and I get stopped, not to ask if I need a ride but if I have a cigarette.  People these days are very interesting and I guess I'm one of them.

Rain Rain and then more Rain

Our annual trip to Yogi Bear Campground was the rainiest one yet.  My mother, home from Africa, came with us and wanted a cabin. I got a rustic cabin, no bathroom'  She asked me to upgrade to one with a bathroom, and when I saw the weather report I upgraded to a deluxe cabin. I am so glad I did, plenty of room for everyone.   It rained all day, without even a pause with some really good periods of down pours in the afternoon.  A flood watch was in effect, so where we usually camp was evacuated.  We (Starry, Robbie and Dana) still tented out the first night, the rest of the ladies were not even interested.  Starry did get to play with her good friend Robbie and they had a deluxe cabin as well. 

Picture taken on Sunday just before we left.

Howling Bike Rack

We scheduled our annual camping trip to Yogi Bear Campground in Ashland, NH.  Since Starry loves riding her bike I invested in a bike rack for my little car.  A roof rack seemed like the best option, so I would still have access to the stuff in the trunk.  After installing the rack on the car I took it out on the highway to pick up my mom and it howled.  I called the shop that sold me the rack and they said that was a common problem but for another $64 they could solve it with a little piece of Plexiglas I could attach to the front of the rack.  What could I do, but shell out the money since we were leaving shortly for an hour ride up the highway.  Of course, it then rained out almost the entire time so the bikes got ridden for about 10 minutes.  Better luck next time.