It's only Sunday, but this weekend feels like it has lasted a week. Hurricane Matthew hit our area Saturday mid morning into the wee hours of Sunday morning. Which meant that we were on high alert to all sounds, the dogs were restless and stressed, and we did not get much (or good) sleep.
Hurricanes are no stranger to our area. In 1999 Hurricane Floyd devastated the area -- there wasn't power for a week, trees were down everywhere, and hundreds of homes were flooded and destroyed. I hate to say it this way, but Floyd left our county and our area so devastated that measures were taken to be better prepared for all future hurricane and weather events. Our county took that terrible event and learned from it (a novel concept these days).
So despite the fact that they are expecting the river to rise within 2 feet of "Floyd Stage" in the next 24 hours -- there isn't the panic that there was 17 years ago. The county has been clear in their communication, their mandatory evacuations, their curfews, where the issues are, etc. It's been amazing to see the community come together, follow instructions, and move forward.
Currently the biggest issues are road conditions. So many roads are impassable due to either flooding or damage right now that the County Commissioners are saying that you can pretty much state that all roads are closed. There are sink holes, roads washed out, bridges flooded, trees down. I have faithfully not left the house since Friday.
Friday the weather wasn't too bad -- light rain, overcast skies, and cool. It was the PERFECT weather for a run! So Daniel and I headed out of the house and got in Day 5's workout. We are both members of the Hogwarts Running Club (if you're a Harry Potter fan, you should definitely check it out!), and we were sorted into different houses (He's in Slytherin and I'm in Hufflepuff) and wouldn't you know that our two houses are in close competition for first place for the annual House Cup?? LOL! Which means that neither one of us are allowing the other to get in miles above one another. (Brief run down -- HRC calculates points based on how many virtual races you participate in, as well as how many miles you log through "Charity Miles" -- the club is awesome. It's extremely supportive of beginner and expert runners alike, they support walking, and everything is for charity, even the races!) So when I announced I was headed out for a run, Daniel immediately suited up and said he was coming with. I'd like to say it just him being sweet and supportive, but the ulterior motive was to earn points for Slytherin. LoL. Hey -- whatever it takes for us to be active and to be active together!
Saturday was when the weather really kicked up. Wind gusting 60+mph. Torrential down pours. Lightning. Thunder. The whole time I'm sitting there thinking, today is a workout day. Today is a workout day. What am I going to do?? I knew a run was out of the question. I did have the option to switch Saturday to a rest day and have Sunday be the workout day. But I really didn't want to do that -- because I knew if I did it once, I'd be extremely likely to continue the pattern of making each day a rest day and losing the possibility of making my goal. I was determined to get the workout in. So over to the garage I dashed (our garage is about 75ft from the house) in the torrential rain and a strong wind gust. And Bella, our pit/lab mix, decided to come with me.
I have to say, experiencing a hurricane inside a "shell" building (no insulation, 3 metal garage doors) was quite something. Every time the wind blew, those doors went to shaking. You could hear everything. At first Bella wasn't bothered -- she was too busy sniffing everything. But about 3/4 of the way through my workout, she started noticing all the sounds and was glued to my back side. No matter which way I turned, she was standing at my heels. Which made my burpees and rear lunges and mountain climbers interesting hehe.
But it felt so good to stick to my plan and want to workout. It felt somewhat badass to be working out in a hurricane. I felt strong that night. I felt capable. I felt hopeful.
When I laid down on the bed after I took a baby wipe shower (we're on a septic system which means limited water use when our yard is doused with water), even Daniel commented on how I looked like I was slimming down. Love it when he toots my horn!! So, you know, I'm feeling pretty confident right now. :)
Well -- got to go! This lady just got called into work!
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