Soaked

So a few minutes before I left the office yesterday I heard the sound of water being poured on the roof of the building.  There was a TORRENTIAL downpour going on.  Now normally I would just wait a few minutes for a break however since I had two dogs with full bladders at home I needed to get out the door.  I have an umbrella in my office but didn’t bother using it as it wasn’t going to help with the main problem, standing water.

The parking lot at my office has an inadequate drainage system.  As a result hard rain results in the lot becoming a pond in short order.  When I surveyed the lot there was not route to my truck that was not underwater so I said fck it and just went straight through it.  The water at spots was higher than ankle deep.  The docksiders I was wearing of course were soaked as were my pants.  I looked like someone used my lower body to stir their coffee.

I had to make stops at the post office and then the running store, further exposing my clothes to the elements.  I walked into the store with race supplies looking like a drowned rat.  Carl was nice enough to give me a pair of left over running pants from the back so I wouldn’t have to drive home with wet drawers.  I am really, really, REALLY sick of rainy season at this point.  I welcome October which typically includes our first cold front of the season and a gradual tapering of the precipitation.

This weekend starts off with timing another 5K.  Even though the race has small numbers it doesn’t really change much for me.  I still will be setting the alarm for 3:30AM and dealing with much of the same challenges as I always do.  Since Ali will not be there to do data entry I will have to do that as well although Cindy is going to try to lend a hand punching in paper entries.  This is a first year event which always has more potential landmines than an established event.

The rest of the weekend will be busy for sure.  Proper yard maintenance has been on hold due to the standing water that has been hanging around since we got back from the road trip.  Even with puddles of water there is no shortage of things to keep us busy.