It's that magical hour -- just a bit after 5 am the morning of a Susan G Komen 3-Day For The Cure. I'm stumbling around my hotel room trying to make sure I have everything together, about ready to shoulder my big gear bag and head downstairs and across the street to the complex of pink tractor trailers and rental vans and generators and enough Port-O-Jons to handle an entire amphibious invasion. Except that we'd prefer that the term 'amphibious' not enter into things today. Rain is in the forecast, but a glance at the weather radar shows that several storm cells have already passed over and none are immediately in the offing. The forecast is now calling for between a quarter and a half inch of rain, mainly after 1 pm, with clearing later and nice weather tonight and for the rest of the weekend.
That's the key thing -- it can rain on the course, although obviously in a perfect world that wouldn't be the case, but if we had our druthers it'd be dry by the time we get to camp. Few things in life are more depressing than arriving at the 3-Day camp finding all your stuff drenched because you didn't think to stuff everything INSIDE a big plastic garbage bag before putting it inside your duffel. When I crewed Boston a few weeks ago it just absolutely opened up at the end of Day 1 and there were quite a few walkers who found out the hard way how important it is to waterproof your gear bag; the bags sitting out in front of the gear trucks at camp got totally, completely soaked, even though plastic tarps had been placed over everything.
So anyway: if it has to rain, let's hope the rain is done before we make it to camp tonight.
I feel rested and ready to go - although frankly I wouldn't sneeze at another cup of coffee. It's 6:18 AM by my body's internal clock but only 5:18 Central time, and my brain isn't entirely ticking over yet. I'm quite ocnfident, though, that by the time the opening ceremonies are done and we're hitting the route, I'll be absolutely revved up and ready to zoom.
That's the key thing -- it can rain on the course, although obviously in a perfect world that wouldn't be the case, but if we had our druthers it'd be dry by the time we get to camp. Few things in life are more depressing than arriving at the 3-Day camp finding all your stuff drenched because you didn't think to stuff everything INSIDE a big plastic garbage bag before putting it inside your duffel. When I crewed Boston a few weeks ago it just absolutely opened up at the end of Day 1 and there were quite a few walkers who found out the hard way how important it is to waterproof your gear bag; the bags sitting out in front of the gear trucks at camp got totally, completely soaked, even though plastic tarps had been placed over everything.
So anyway: if it has to rain, let's hope the rain is done before we make it to camp tonight.
I feel rested and ready to go - although frankly I wouldn't sneeze at another cup of coffee. It's 6:18 AM by my body's internal clock but only 5:18 Central time, and my brain isn't entirely ticking over yet. I'm quite ocnfident, though, that by the time the opening ceremonies are done and we're hitting the route, I'll be absolutely revved up and ready to zoom.
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