After the Storm
Saturday was full of “things” to do all day long. Things like volunteering at a morning trail run, driving an hour back home to make sure we got to our local Mardi Gras Parade and the judging of the Ain’t Nothin Weird About a Beard growing contest my man had been participating in since November. The contest was sponsored by one of our favorite local restaurants, The Root Cafe and the Arkansas Times. The facial hair per square foot ratio was incredible. For the close to 60 men in the contest, facial hair is serious business. Serious.
Doing all this fun stuff meant we didn’t get to participate in the 2nd annual Little Rock Tweed Ride which was disappointing because we had such a good time last year.
I needed to set aside time on Sunday to get my long run in. The morning arrived with thunder and lightening and pelting raindrops. I had been checking the weather forecast for 2 days, knowing this was coming and hoping that the rain would keep to the schedule the meteorologists had set for the storm front. I would have run in the rain, 14 miles of wet socks isn’t a happy thought but it can be done. However, it’s also nice to know that if you just bide your time you might get to run in the sunshine.
Not only did the storm move through in good time, by 2 p.m. the sun was shining, the birds were singing and it was a balmy 67 degrees! 67 degrees, in February. Even here in the South that’s a warm February day. As I was talking about which trails I was going to go run my sweet husband said, “hey, we haven’t been able to ride together for a while, would you give up the run to ride with me?” Why yes. Yes I will. And I’ll be glad I did.