Forecast

The forecast this week was rain, followed by heavy rain, with a chance of rain in the evening, perhaps thunderstorms overnight and the possibility of showers in the a.m.

The plants better freakin' appreciate it.

In case you didn't know, the end of the world was yesterday. It is apparent, since I'm sitting at my PC, that I was one of the ones left behind, along with everyone I know, to suffer until October, when, I assume, the rain will finally stop and we will all die from being moldy, or from zombie attacks (I'm not kidding! There is official information about what to do if that happens from the Center for Disease Control at http://emergency.cdc.gov/socialmedia/zombies_blog.asp - this is VERY useful!).

So between the weather forecast and the coming apocalypse I've been drinking more, but I have also spent more time at the Y than usual. Me and everyone else who is tired of or avoiding getting soaked in the rain; it's been rather busier than it should be at this time of year, excepting the triathalon wanna be's. I read this week that the average minutes more exercise per week that a heavy drinker gets than a non-drinker is 21. I'd say that's exactly correct! It's going to be an expensive next five months until we all die.

But hey, once you're in a routine (exercise, work, go home and drink, pass out, get up, exercise, work, go home and drink, etc.) it's hard to shake, even though I know I should be planning for being permanently, rather than temporarily, oblivious.

So on Thursday morning the weather looked promising to run outside: 60 degrees, no wind, birdies singing. It didn't look like rain (albeit it WAS 4:30 a.m. and I couldn't see a thing, and I didn't spot any zombies either). So I'm all set to go (with my outdoor sneakers on and matching shirt and socks and bra and hairtie) and half way to the Y the skies opened up and it was POURING. There I was back on the dreadmill, heart attack alarms going off the entire time.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

On Friday I decided to brave the predictions and go for a run after work (when, I know now, I should have already been home drinking). Do you remember Friday at 5:00????? It was nice in the afternoon. There was a big yellow thing in the sky for a short while - I didn't know what it was but it sure was warm and pretty. It was there when I started, and then there was some light rain that felt really sweet, but then the sky got darker and darker, and I thought "I should turn back but hey I'm already wet since now it's really raining" so I kept on going. I guess I couldn't hear the boomers because my music was turned up to 11 oops was that? Yes! uh oh - lightening. I GOT DRENCHED. But it was kind of fun and crazy at the same time. Why wait 'til October?

They are promising us new dreadmills in September, ones that have programs and videos and stuff to vary your workout (which, for a dreadmill, shouldn't be hard to design). I wonder if the choices will include "running in the rain", or "running from zombies,"? I hope they have sound effects, and that by then I have a plan for whatever comes next.