So is Ebola the new buzz word for everyone to reference whenever they can? Because I’ve heard at least five people in the last two hours either compare things to Ebola or to say that they feel like they have Ebola. Because, you know, you’ve totally had it before.
Yall need to chill. You sound dumb.
And if you’d had Ebola, the overwhelming odds are that you would be dead. *eye roll* Save us from the inane.
I took the whole weekend off from work so have lots to get through today:
* 3 lectures to catch up.
* Prep for tomorrow.
* Practise my psychosocial presentation.
* Deveral readings to catch up.
* Five half-days worth of prac logs to write up - yikes!
Plus I want to:
* Walk the dog.
* Lift some weights.
* Do some laundry.
At least I got through all the business admin on Friday. This post is me being accountable to myself. Let’s see how many ticks I have come 8.30pm down-tools time.
Thank you abgarib Poison Ivy took the pic of us with Predator while Batman looked on. 😜 Yes! Heroes and Villains were handing out the medals. The organisers conjured up a carnival atmosphere at the finish with baby animals, music, trade stalls & fairy floss, so it was a shame the weather was soggy & cold. I’m one of those people who loses heat really quickly - I was blue by the time I got home - so we weren’t tempted to hang about but I did get a photo of clubathletica with a little pony!
Forty-five minutes ago I was sodden, cold, had no feeling in my fingers & toes, and was standing next to Predator with a medal around my neck! Now I’m in bed with a hot cup of tea, having enjoyed a scalding hot shower and changed into my fleecy pajamas.
The weather held off for our ride down to the Fremantle start of Ocean Ride for MS. In fact, we were right for the first 40km. But with 10km to go, rain started falling steadily, which was ok as long as we were moving, but as soon as we finished, we were chilled to the bone. I’m pretty happy with my 25.7kph average given that my blood had fled my extremities!
The rain had set in for the duration of the day, so we grabbed our breakfast bags and sought shelter while we waited for our lift home. Our bacon, egg & salad wraps are warming in the oven as I write.
It’s 5.30am and Ocean Ride for MS just posted this on Facebook: all ready & waiting. Looking out my window, it doesn’t look so welcoming - a threatening charcoal sky and mean wind. This isn’t the first time I’ve wondered why I do events…
The Ocean Ride for MS Facebook post last night - they know me too well! We had dinner out so I was proud that we actually came home at 10.30pm!
Shite! And we’re riding the 20km to the start too! clubathletica where did I get it into my head it was a 9.00am start? The breakfast boxes at the finish line now make sense…
The Husb & I had dinner with friends tonight - and jolly delicious it was too - and I’m pleased to report that I was sensible about hometime and drinking. I assembled my kit this arvo & had a nap, and there’s evidence we will even get lucky with the weather.
We heard this incredible roar from the north-east. It wasn’t wind. It was the sound of an intense rain cell bearing down upon us. I’ve never seen the weather radar show black before. We were lucky that just the edge caught our suburb. Even so, our east facing gutters & downpipe couldn’t cope with the volume of water & the hail that came with it, and we were dashing for towels to soak up the cascading backflow that forced its way through the edges of the hallway window. The hallway is now a small swamp and thunder is rolling.
What a strange weather week: first a scorching 35.6℃ day in October; then that sudden, weird sea fog; now thunder & hail.
I guess I won’t be hanging out my washing now but please Weather Fairy, make it fine & safe for tomorrow’s Ocean Ride for MS.