It is raining again today. I think the universe should make a rule against it raining on Mondays and Wednesdays. My race is in two weeks. I have to run to keep up, Universe! I can’t keep missing days. I need to keep up the pace or this 3 miles thing is going to evaporate. And how will I be able to test things out like some sort of slim-ish fanny pack? I guess I need one – I don’t really want one. But where else am I going to store my gloves, key, tissues, cell phone… How do people do this? What do they do with all their stuff? (Karyn – you’ve run races before right? HELP!) Right now, if I get hot, I just take off my jacket and fling it in my driveway when I lap around the block. I don’t think that is an option during the race, but I’m just guessing here. Maybe, Universe, if you could make it a tad warmer during Race Day, that would solve some of my issues (like gloves). Would low 60s be feasible?
Speaking of weather requests, how about warming it up to the mid- to upper- 60s in the here and now? I’m all for seasons and having wintry weather during winter, but I need a break. This freezing drizzle and grey, gloom, and doom just isn’t cutting it any more. In fact, it’s become downright depressing. I need some sunshiney, shirt-sleeve, beer-drinking on the patio kind of weather. My sister and Sars will be here very shortly and I think they would like a break from winter as well. So see what you can do, mkay?
I will give in and let you keep the clouds during my commute (to eliminate the sun shining in my eyes) if you can get rid of the slippery roads. My tires, they do not do too well in the rain. Or the damp. Or the ice. Really, in anything less than ideal conditions. The two shots we have at ice and sleet this week does not have me jumping for joy. Perhaps shrieking in fear would be a little closer to accurate. So quit with the rain because I do not like hydroplaning at a modest 30 mph. My car does not like the massive lakes in the outside lanes, Sam-I-Am. And I do not like fearing for my life when I turn onto the access road from a dead stop and slide precariously towards the steep, steep (and unfenced) embankment. It makes me think I will go splat! onto the freeway below and there is a limit to how high I can raise my life insurance before the insurance people freak out a little. So – no raining just before or during commutes. Or during the early evening hours when I run. Thankssomuch.
One of those chances for sleet and snow happens to be on Thursday. Which, really, is kind of funny. Want to know why? Because my sister and Sars are supposed to arrive on Thursday! Ha ha ha ha ha – of course they are! My sister – well, all of Philadelphia, actually – received almost 3 feet of snow this weekend. It’s not supposed to snow like that in Philly. The 23 inches of snow they received at Christmas was a record-breaker – and forced my sister to cancel and reschedule all sorts of Christmas travel plans. Then they had this new record-breaking storm. And they’re supposed to get hit again on Wednesday. That’s why it’s funny. Apparently, winter thinks my sister’s hott and will follow her anywhere. Maybe we should hire her out. Who wants a snow storm?
In the meantime, I will sit here amongst the freezing drizzle and wait for bloggy inspiration to find me. All this grey is not good for my creativity.