This weekend was a blowout -- literally. I was set to run in the New York Road Runners 8000 meters on Saturday morning, in a reprise of the race from last year that jump started my running and weight loss (and where my father in law bet me $100 that I would skip it; he lost). This weekend was forecast to be rainy, but that is to be expected -- last year it seemingly rained every race weekend, and after all of this snow, what harm could a little rain do? Turns out a lot.
Saturday morning I woke up at 6 a.m., and it was rainy and windy. Very rainy too, not drizzle, with winds around 20 mph. 30 degrees, too. Hello, snooze button! Right back over and to sleep, no race for me. As I later found out I was not alone -- only 2600 people finished the race, and most races have north of 5000 finishers.
By the time I woke up and got going, it was still raining and still windy. In fact, so nasty, we couldn't really get out and do anything. A day in and around the house (I did cook a nice sun-dried tomato crusted chicken breast with an arugula and tomatoes on top.) The wind made going outside a crazy idea.
Sunday came and the devastation from the storm was everywhere. Most noticeably, a large tree outside my window was cracked in half. That is about a 30 foot tall tree. But, wow, on the road up to my place, an old tree blew over. I have no idea how old the tree was, and it was sad to see blown over and lifeless. Amazingly, the emergency crews had already cleared the tree from the road.
Luckily, no one was hurt around here, but Westchester county lost a tremendous number of trees and many folks lost power. And the streets looked like a tornado had come through -- branches, leaves, pine needles everywhere.
A good weekend to stay inside!