Sorry folks, the woods are closed

2/25/2019 - 3/3/2019

Monday (0) - I haven't had a 0 day since Feb 1st, so it's ok right?  Between a crazy schedule, my utter lack of motivation, oh yeah I left my computer at home and had to go back home, I didn't run, in fact, I did nothing, only the long walk to the cafe for lunch.  All in all a very uninspired day.

Jax (like Diesel) is ball obsessed.  He has a variety of them, all different, all the plastic "Chuckit" balls (Diesel wore down his teeth chewing on tennis balls, probably more due to all the sand they accumulated).  I have often wondered if there is a ball off the day or a ball of the event.  It has to be a specific ball.  Dave says "It's the one that calls to him."  I wondered if there was a Monday Ball a Tuesday Ball etc...
I decided to take a picture of each ball each day, so I'd remember which one.  This was the ball he used every day for breakfast ball and dinner ball and dumb game ball.  Huh...  

Tuesday (5) - Feeling rather grouchy from the constant dull headache from the prednisone I went out for a run.  It was windy I stuck to the neighborhood behind the golf course, at least with the various turns I was in and out of the wind.  I sucked it up and ran back up Shennie, taking a cut off through Branford Manor, same distance, only hoping to maybe cut some of the wind, not so much.

Polar does this thing where it rates your run, generally, my 5-mile runs are demanding or very demanding.  I should look up how they categorize these things.  Anyhoodles, this run was Extreme.  Wow!  Thinking maybe the max heart rate of 180 was part of that.  While Polar is supposed to be best in class on HR monitoring, I still am skeptical of the wrist HR for anything other than directionally correct.  The rating seems in line with how I felt, the wind really beat me up!

I'm willing to put up with the prednisone headache because of the benefits.

Wednesday (5 + 2) -  Today marks the day The Smith's ruined it for everyone...

It is hill day and I did most of the hills and added in a different one to take a more downhill route back to campus, plus avoid the smokers in-front of EB.

I contemplated doing School St and Fort St hills, but I felt good running I kept on running.  This run was Very Demanding versus extreme on the Polar scale.  I really should look up how they grade these things.  For now, I'll feel all badass about my runs, why ruin it with reality? right?

My hip let me know it was not happy about running two days in a row.  It was very ouchy, and probably will be for a few days.  I still can't figure out exactly what is wrong.  I think it is muscle related and hurts the worst when I roll over in bed. 

On my way home Dave texted to take Jax on a hike, he does this when he knows he needs to get the little black dog out but has less than an ounce of desire to go alone.  I'm happy to go along.  It's nice to be in the woods no matter what time of day.

Well, it seems this isn't the same feeling one of the DEM agents has about people in the woods at night.  Technically we aren't supposed to be there from 1/2 hour past sunset to 1/2 hour before sunrise, we are breaking the rules, but it was light when we started on our hike.

We neared the car to the sound of someone shouting "hello".  Earlier we saw a mountain biker going over the bog bridges, the 20 bog bridges, we wondered if maybe s/he was having some problems and saw our headlamps?  Nope, a DEM agent or are they DEP out here?  Concerned about our welfare. She felt the hood of our car and it was cold so we had been gone a long time (um, it's 22F, that may have something to do with the engine cooling down?)  She was worried we were hurt and lost in the woods and after a police wellness check calling our residence turned up a disconnected number she was more concerned and was going to call in a search party.  I wonder now if this is what Jonny saw in December?  Sorry for ruining it for everyone else who roams the woods at night, even when we aren't supposed to, on their feet or their bikes.  We didn't mean to get caught.  Fortunately, the time change is 10 days away and we will have an extra hour of daylight!

I probably should update my phone number with the DMV?

Thursday (1 + 3) -  We had a little snow overnight, 10 maybe 20 flakes.  I wondered where Jackass was and then I got the IM.  I'm still giggling.  I'm a horrible person, between ruining the woods and laughing at a friend, something bad will befall me.  I wonder what could be next, and I probably shouldn't tempt fate like that.

Today is the day Amy worked on my bound up hip.  She congratulated me for finally mentioning my hip still hurts and proceeded to jam her elbow in to find the tenderest and ouchiest spot and manipulate my leg to see how much the bound up area would give.  I could feel the tension radiate down my quad to the top of my foot. Brilliant.  To make sure I had time for that fun I shortened my elliptical and booty core (day #19) to 30 minutes total.  I know that while it was a bit uncomfortable during and will be for a day or so after by Sunday or Monday I won't be wincing turning over in bed.

Tasty.  I need to pick some more up and stash it.

Dave surprised me by wanting to take Jax on another night hike.  This time we went across state lines to Connecticut to the 'back' entrance of Barn Island. The double track loop is 3-miles.  Not as many owls hooting, but Dave was sure he heard coyotes and thought I should also be concerned.  I probably should, but since he is, I can enjoy the hike and listen to the owls, and look at all the pretty stars in the sky (and they were very pretty on Thursday night).  He announced that was the last night hike if Earl was leery of coyotes he was going to be too.  Well ok then, I guess unless I want to take on the worry job that is that.  Frankly, I enjoy enjoying being out in the woods at night and being the worrier would ruin that, clearly, as it has done for Dave.  

Friday (5) - The usual work route.  Probably not the best call, my hip is tender, I wanted to run.  The first mile lied and said the run would be awful and painful.  By mile 2 everything felt fine, looking at my splits on Strava I was moving slower, however, I didn't feel like I was dragging.  After the run I used the trigger point massage ball on the ouchy parts, keep that fascia and scar tissue broken up, they don't need to reunite.  While running I thought about the time Gizmo and I were on a walk and found part of a broken sled in Wilcox Park.  There is a wee hill and I loaded us on that broken piece of a sled and whizzed down the hill.  Gizzy gave me a "What the actual fuck was that Beth" look and then we did it again.  The next time he seemed to think it was pretty ok based on how much he did his crazy run and bark once we got to the bottom.  Ah, the old Gizzy.  A memory of him helping himself to my beer popped up in FB.  Crazy old coot he was.

This was Feb 2016.  He demanded a lick of my beer, every time after that.
He passed May 2016, I knew it was coming, might as well indulge the old chap.

I got home and was greeted with the usual shenanigans from the Little Black Dog and a question from Dave "Hike?"  "Sure, but it is 4:30 we could be out after dark."  We went up to Arcadia hiked slowly and goofed around a lot with the LBD and were on the hardtop road out of the park by 6:06.  Sunset was 5:37, we had a minute to spare!  No police welfare check for this 'family'.  It was a nice hike.  I do like Arcadia, a bit further of a drive than Burlingame, but considering Wednesday...  

Snowball!!!!
And Dave way off in the distance.  We were out for a short hike to have fun, Jax and I did!

Saturday (2) - I chased an Alleve with a 7% pint of porter on Friday night.    My hip was so unhappy.  At least this gave me a chance to relax around the pain, you know how pain makes you tense and that makes more pain.  My theory, but seems to help.  Saturday morning I was able to roll over easily to grab Jax and have him snuggle with me.  He HATES snuggling.  That lasted all of 5 minutes, he had breakfast at 6:30 a.m. and I was wide awake.  I thought I'd play housewife and made coffee and baked blueberry muffins. That was fun.  Dave eventually turned up.  Jax fell asleep in front of the fire.  I enjoyed far too many of the muffins and Jax had bits and pieces.

It looks like he melted.

Decided I'd do some "Yoga for Mobility"  Gak I am so not flexible anymore, probably part of my hip issues and that whole advancing age thing does a lot to zap flexibility.

We took Jax to Woody Hill late in the day, figuring the herd of mountain bikers would be done on their fat bikes.  We got a good amount of snow, and then some rain.  Early would have been good fat biking conditions.  There was a set of tracks in and out of the entrance and not a footprint or fat bike track in site.  So much for all the chatter on the NEMA Mountain Biking FB page about going to Woody Hill.  Sir George and his crew went to Arcadia so at least someone holds their word!

First tracks.

We enjoyed the place all to ourselves for another short hike.  

He likes to play "Stick".  Break a long stick  (while one of us holds it) till it is a short stick and run with it. 

Sunday (3) - Note to self, 1/2 a blueberry muffin over the course of a day upsets Jax's stomach.  He woke me up at 5 so I could hear his grumbly tummy and let me know he needed to go out.  Of course, it's 5 a.m. and I thought I could persuade him otherwise.  He got up and barfed, I let him out while I cleaned up the mess and then went back to bed.  Not for long, he was serious about now being fed as his stomach was empty.  Popped a couple tums in his food and he devoured it and came back to bed.  Fortunately, everyone let me sleep for a few more hours.  Ugh... 

The edge of the habitat restoration field.  This trail went into the Candlewood Ridge area.

At a reasonable hour I got Jax and me out to Avery Farm Nature Preserve & Candlewood Ridge.  The maps didn't have any indication on how long the trails were,  the preserve is just shy of 400 acres, 3 miles of trail wasn't going to be difficult.  What I wasn't sure about was is this really an undiscovered gem or will the place be riddled with people on this lovely sunny 40F day?   It was the former.  We found 3 miles of trails easily, another big loop would add on another mileish.  The trails are well marked and on one trail we were the only tracks. Other than deer and another pawed four-footed animal.  We ran across a father and his two kids, and a mountain biker.  Jax was the best behaved he has been in a long time.  Pshew.  Part of the preserve was being restored for wildlife habitat, this part is very open and exposed.

The main trail, a few footprints, and a mountain bike wheel print.

Knitting:

The designer of Rusty Nail made this pattern with a lot of stockinette stitch to calm her mind.  I was a little concerned this was going to make me go batty.  I am really enjoying the miles of not having to think knitting (constantly checking the pattern).  

I was surprised how easy this pattern was to memorize.

This is the only part where there is a pattern, the right and left side of the cardigan.  It is sooooo soothing.

I joined the sleeves, while it looks a little short the sleeves are raglan and the sweater is sized for a woman about 5 inches shorter than me.  

From the needles to the base of the sweater is 8" if you are trying to gauge size.

Saturday's progress.  Needle to base approximately 11"

Reading:

"Grant"

by Ron Chernow

Julia is not giving up on Grant running for a 3rd term and they have completed the around the world tour.  

A pretty good week, three runs!  Hip feels much better and that odd stabbing pain in my foot (last week) hasn't reappeared.  I haven't had to frog any massive sections of the sweater.  My ancient iPod continues to chug along. 

Sincerely,

Beth the entertainer of Jax

I have no creative title....

1/14/2019 - 1/20/2019

Monday (4) -  I was totally feeling like bailing on this running day and maybe taking a nap.  My whole me was dragging and I said: "Hey, you don't have to prove anything to anybody, just get out there and move for 30 minutes, ok?"  I agreed with this deal for myself and on the walk to the door to go out I decided I'd up the run interval to 4:30.  Seems like I was setting myself up for failure, yet, I did it anyhow.   Surprisingly, the first mile energized me and I didn't feel like the 4:30 was a total mistake by the end.  Guess it will be 5:00 for next week?  I probably need to drop the walk part at some point, of course, I'm going to do this slowly.  If you ever meet my mother ask her how much I tortured her learning to walk.  I've been doing things at my own pace since I was 1.  Oh yeah, actually pre-birth, I also tortured her hanging out for a couple extra weeks in her uterus and then her being in labor for 2 days or something obnoxious like that.

Glad this comes in a tall can now!

The rest of the day was much better and I didn't feel like I needed a nap.  It has been a long time since a run gave me a big boost of energy like that.  Usually, it helps me focus for the rest of the day and curbs my desire to backhand people or swear at the computer or backhand the computer and swear at people.

This was from some article on classifying dogs.  I didn't save the link.
Pretty spot on for Boxers

Tuesday (2 + 1) - 2 mile warm up on the elliptical.  Oddly one of the lawyers I work with chose the machine next to me, I thanked him for the assistance he gave me yesterday, he gave me his usual long explanation on the history of the universe, plugged into his headphones and went about his business on the stair stepper thingy.  OK.   Booty Core Day #11, I thought we were supposed to start using the bands more, not yet.  This was a lot of supersets and I like those very much.  I'm feeling a difference in my stability, so maybe this is making a difference.  Now I'm kind of wishing I did the bum pics, just for my own curiosity!

Dave waited till I got home so we could both take Jax out.  Clearly, he was going bonkers being inside all day.  Jax, not Dave was going bonkers.  It is a struggle to convince Dave 30 minutes a day outside is not a punishment in the winter.   We had a nice quick hike determined it is much easier to hike roads in the dark.  The sky was clear and the moon and stars bright.  Always nice to see.  Jax doesn't care about that nonsense however did find things to smell and was pretty peppy running all over.

Gus Gus.  Jan 2017.

Wednesday (5)  Ro is still in the land of Orks and Kiwis, I started out half-heartedly to walk/run our usual loop and did the whole thing, yes it was kind of a surprise to me!  It was so cold I couldn't feel my watch vibrate for the walk segments, I threw in 30 second walks randomly.  Perhaps I can forgo the walking?  Something to try.  I'm not going to be running more than a 10K at a time.

The way it should be.  The peep in the dog bed and the dog in the boy peeps spot.
As Paul Jackson astutely remarked, "the blankets are on the couch to keep it from getting dirty from the human, right?"

I skipped hills last week, last Wed was a rough day for me emotionally.   Anniversary of a friend's birthday, he would have been 52, even after all these years, he passed in 1998, he was run over on the side of the road in an attempt to rescue a dog, it hurts to remember a life ripped away so young by an impatient driver. His girlfriend lived to tell the story.  I can't even imagine.  Dave was a mentor to me when I was at Ford, I learned so much from him.

"Patiently" waiting for his pizza crust.

Jax and Dave had a day of 'goofing around' going to the post office, the dump (they call it a transfer station out here), and then a hike.  I think those are all pretty necessary things, and not so much goofing off.   Of all of it Jax was hard pressed to say if he liked the dump or the hike better, both had good smells.

Thursday (2 + 2) - Booty Core Day #12, I definitely liked 11 better BUT I there was more band work with 12.  Elliptical to warm up, was booorrrrinnngggg because Mikey wasn't there to entertain me.

I think this was Sammy C's trail.
Who goes there? -- Jax and the Boy Peep.

Took Jax on a hike at Burlingame before dinner.  He is getting into hiking at night more, this is good since we have many more months of early sunsets.

Friday (5 +3) - Just like Monday I was not feeling this run at all.  Ran into Beefcake on the way to the gym and he wasn't feeling it either so we made a deal to just freaking do it.  Sometimes that is all you can do.  The run was tiring, however, the wind was low and the sun was out and I enjoyed myself.  I was secretly hoping to take a nap when I got home from work.  That didn't pan out...

Now I know where the sign is.  Up so high no one can see it!

Took Jax on a hike when I got home, a different combo of trails.  He was really running around like a goofball.  Maybe he knows Sunday is going to be one of those "are we ever leaving the house days"?  The pending rain/sleet/snow storm from late Saturday through Sunday has us planning carefully our time in the woods to make sure we can both get out on our bikes and get Jax out for a hike before the storm hits.  We are in such a bizarre weather triangle between the Race in the Long Island Sound and Long Island and the Atlantic things can completely miss us or hammer us.  Snow is fun to play in, rain, not so much.

Oh, I wish I knew a long time ago how warm and cozy covers were. -- Jax

Saturday (5 + 2) - Went out for a mountain bike ride in Arcadia.  It would have been less cold had I turned around and went back to the car and put on my windbreaker.  Biking isn't running, if you start out chilled you get frozen.  It was a week of inappropriate wardrobe choices.  The ride was fun and I'm sad I had to cut it short, but any longer and it was a crap shoot if my body was going to seek revenge if I got any colder.

But I think it would be OK if I went out on the ice to get that stick.  -- Jax

Took Jax to Carter Preserve for his "C" hike.  Loosely thinking I'll try and find a place for him to hike with each letter of the alphabet.  I probably should start keeping track or not, who knows.    We hadn't been to Carter since the beginning of hunting season and we parked at the Kings Factory Road parking lot this time I took him to the Rte 112 parking lot.  It is a big preserve and I wanted to see the other side and we had about an hour before the sunset.  We hiked the White and Orange loops.  Very cool!

Sunday (2) - It rained as predicted, ended earlier than predicted so we took the beast out.  My plan was to walk the paved roads of Burlingame.  Dave thought other people may have that same idea so we went to the old camp loop, and stayed on the not too terribly flooded roads.  Jax was full of energy, and it was nice to move.  We both agreed Monday was going to be a complete veg day with the low temperatures, it probably wouldn't get into double digits.

For Pete's sake stop taking my picture and let me get a stick to break. -- Jax

Knitting:  

I ripped out the sock on Tuesday night and restarted on Wednesday.  I will add in a pattern repeat and that should make a difference.   The pattern repeat seemed to make a difference and then I had to remember how to do the afterthought heel and this required math in my head.  Ouch.  My head hurts.

My Icelandic wool connection (I found a farm in VT) let me know she didn't have what I ordered but had a sub in the same weight yarn but only 1/2 the quantity.  I said send what you have and refund the rest of the money.  Who knew this stuff was so hard to find.  Well, I think because the original supplier (from MT) is out of business and this yarn is from way back when my middle brother was married to his first wife.  He married his second wife in 2007...  He must have married his first wife in 1998?  I honestly can't remember, but it was after Dave and I started dating and that was 1997 and it was definitely before I moved East (1999) it really isn't a surprise to me I'm having a tussle with this.  I'll take what I can get and see how it all works and well if it doesn't then I'll rip it out and make something else.

Reading:

"Washington:  A Life"
Ron Chernow
Status:  Finished

I loved this book.  I didn't know much about George and especially nothing about Martha.  Chernow does a great job of writing about the facts and figures so prominent in history and adding in the human interest element to make a very enjoyable biography.   There is so much I did not know, I'm not surprised that I didn't know stuff, its history and as my mother can attest, I am a circumspect student of history.

"Grant"
Ron Chernow
Status:  Started

So far enjoying this.  The big question was how was Chernow going to handle Grant's love of the drink.  Interesting.  His wife is a character and seems to cause him a lot of angst.

All in all a good week, guess I felt more like not doing anything it was a struggle, nothing insurmountable.

Sincerely,
Beth, still writing 2018 21 days into 2019.

Weekly Log 10/3/16 - 10/9/16

Monday (0/0/0) - Long drive, the drive East is an  hour longer than the drive West, always has been.  I've tried leaving at different times on different days, the result is the same.

I listened to "Many Waters" by Madeline L'Engle, the last in the A Wrinkle in Time Quintet.  I wasn't at all enamored with this but couldn't not finish it all at the same time.  I like the Twins and wanted to know if they made it home safe. Glad that is over and on to the next book.  I really love being able to download books to my phone and play them through the speakers in the car.

Team entered in the lottery for the Cascade Lakes Relay!  If we get in, no PMC for me next year.  I'm thinking that may be ok.  I may be able to do the Mt. Washington Century then!  A century+ the weekend before the PMC 192 wasn't going to happen this year, although it could happen next...

Tuesday (6/5/0) - After a leisurely wake up and lots of dog snuggles I took both dogs on separate walks.  Sure it's time consuming, however the weather is ideal for October, I think this is my favorite month.

Met up with Faith for a night run.  WOW it is so much easier to breath when the dew point is in the low 50's and the air is cool!  We had a good run.  She is recovering from a hellacious trail 1/2 marathon, and me well I'm slowly getting back to running consistently.  It was nice to catch up and I appreciate her wanting to run together once a week and her flexibility between our crazy schedules to make sure it happens!  It is kind of like therapy.  We confused a driver trying to pull out of his driveway, he shouted "I was trying to figure out what kind of car had bobbing headlights!!" referring to our headlamps (get your head out of the gutter).  I'm sure we were quite visible as we have a joint pet peeve (I think it really is more anger/disgust) about people out on the roads not making themselves easy to see.  The brighter the better, right?   It is not unusual for someone to ask me if I am an alien when I am walking dog(s) after dark.  Between the reflective vest, head lamp, and now the reflective harnesses for the pups.  You'd really have to be engrossed in your text to not see us!

Wednesday (0/3/0) - Today was a volunteer day with the United Way at a women's shelter in a nearby town.  Our group was cleaning and painting a two bedroom apartment for a woman and her two children to move into.  This will be transitional housing, from 6 months to 2 years until she can fully take care of herself and her children.  The organization that runs the center gave a really informative presentation on what they do and how they help from the moment the woman (or man) and if there are children the children comes to them and work they do with them until they are able to be independent and even after.  I was surprised to hear about all of the programs for the children, while I was cleaning, and painting it gave me something to mull over.  How must a child deal with that situation and what must they unlearn or relearn as a result.

At the end of the day the apartment looked great.  We didn't finish the bathroom, however two bedrooms, a kitchen and a HUGE living/dining area were cleaned, painted and all the paint spatters on the floor were cleaned up, the bedrooms set up and ready to be made up!  It was a great experience to help someone who probably never thought she'd be worth helping, and maybe making her life and her children's life better.  I was so touched with the center's workers compassion for the family moving in.  They would be getting all new linens and towels, not just new to them, brand spankity new!  At first I was shocked, what a waste to get rid of what the last family used, and, again, during all the cleaning and painting I had something to think about, I reconsidered my shock about this and how much nicer it would be to have new, never used items.

I hope who ever ends up there has success in permanently getting out of the abusive relationship that was the catalyst to getting help, and any other abusive relationships she may have collected along the way and really, prevents her from getting involved in another one.  She is worth it, hopefully a nice freshly scrubbed and painted and furnished apartment will show here people that will never know her do give a damn.

Thursday (5.7/2.1/0) - Back to running.  I could have blown off this run, I kinda wanted to.  I'm frustrated.  It's all on me so I contemplated what I need to do and that is lose the 10 lbs I gained over the summer (I usually lose the 10 I gained over the winter, and I really don't want to do the math and end up with 20, because, crap, that didn't really happen, it's more like 15 because there is rounding of something other than my cheeks, right?) and speed work.  Two things I am not a big fan of.  I celebrated my destiny by eating 6 donuts, because that is what rational people do, right?

Took both stir crazy pups for a walk, it was torture for all three of us.  They really needed to go run leash free, and burn off their boxer boy bonkers.  I knew this going into it and tried my best to hold it together and just let them wander and sniff and not push to keep moving.  It's their walk not mine.

All in all a frustrating day, these things happen.  The culmination of being gone, and the craziness of work grinding on my nerves.  I'll chalk it all up to it being one of those days and move through it and forward.

Friday (0/0/0) - Friday meetings should be banned.  After three hours of them it was time to run or get lunch and do the actual work I needed to do on Friday.  I got lunch and worked on my to do list.  Actually not feeling all that guilty for not running, today was a PT day anyhow.

Late in the afternoon I received notification of being recognized, not allowed to talk about it but I don't think any of my co-workers read this blog, but still...  Anyhow, it is nice to be recognized, and this really helped lift me out of my somber mood.

Dave and I went to dinner, seems like forever since we've been out.  Then again it's been three weeks since we were both home on a Friday night, so there is that.

Saturday (0/3.2/30) - Volunteering for the WTAC in the a.m  The Run for the Pumpkins.  This is the second year it is a trail race.  I ran it last year after getting home in the wee hours of Saturday a.m. from what started as lunch with Heidi in Manhattan that turned into day drinking and dinner and the restaurant owner giving me a ride to GCT to catch a train and Heidi a ride to the East Village.  This year, I haven't been on a trail run since the spring.  My confidence is shot, at the moment, so I supported the running community.  Just as good right?  It is amazing see all the runners come in from the first to the last.

Got home and decided it was time to get Ruby out on the road again, how long had it been since I had a bike ride.  I love the freedom of it and the ability to be in control of my own course.  I went down to the beach and was going to head home and thought I hadn't been on 91 in a while or done the Chase Hill Gut Punch hill.  I took off all the segments on my Garmin because I wasn't going to deal with trying to beat myself or the next person in line till next year.  I was going to enjoy riding in the fall.  While I knew basically where things started and ended I didn't pay them much mind and it all felt really good.  I still haven't studied my results, yet.  It was a nice 30 miles on the bike.  I do need to get my bike re-fitted, my back feels too hunched and I wonder if my handle bars are too low.  I'll make an appointment to get that done.  It will be worth spending the $$ on it,  for a more comfortable and stronger ride.



Gus and I had a nice hike in Champlin Glacier Park.  We had no plan and ended up back at the start after a mile!  I was looking at the kiosk, and where were we and after probably 3 minutes figured out we were back at the start!  We wandered and it was just fine.  I like that preserve and feel pretty secure I'm not going to get lost.  Kind of difficult when it is surrounded by paved roads and 134 acres.  I need to get a map to keep in my pocket till I get the lay of the land there.

Dave took Jax to scrub off some energy by chasing a ball.  It is nice to have two zonked dogs.  The more they move the more they need to move.  Funny how that works.

Sunday (0/0/0) - I may do something other than PT, I may not.  Glad I got out on the bike yesterday, definitely wouldn't be a good idea with all this rain.

Mileage:

Feet:  25 for a total of 1,362.6  against a straight-line target of: 1,559.3
Saddle: 30 for a total of 1,227.8 against a straight-line target of 1,559.3

Sincerely,
Beth, looking forward to OBX for a week at the end of the month!  Been a while since I had a real vacation.