Up before 4am.
Pick up my sister and arrive at Turkey Point before 7am.
Swim 1500m in Lake Erie.
Home before 11:30am for a shower and a quick lunch.
On the golf course by 1pm for a golf tournament.
Dinner around 6:30pm and collapse into bed by 8pm.
And then it rained...
Rained the way I'm guessing it rained when Noah was putting the finishing touches on the ark.
It started on Saturday morning about 30 minutes after I came in from my run and it ended on Sunday morning around 11am.
My sister, whose job gives her some extra insight into such things, insisted that we could not swim. After that much rain, the water quality would be very very poor. It's not worth our health to swim this race she said. I had no problem agreeing with her.
I'm ok with swimming in cold water. I'm ok with currents and waves. I'm not ok with swimming in water that had a 'red alert' on its water quality status.
So the race was off.
Twenty-four hours of steady rain on a clay-based golf course meant that the bunkers and the fairways had turned into water hazards so the golf tournament was cancelled as well.
I got up early anyway and headed to the pool, figuring I could at least get a good swim workout in. And since the pool had just re-opened after three weeks of closure, I was really looking forward to a good swim.
I drove through the rain and made my way to the main doors hidden under my rain coat. A sign on the front door made my heart drop.
"Lane pool closed."
Apparently all the rain had caused a power outage which had messed up the electrical system which meant that we couldn't swim until the electrician showed up and fixed the problem. I was home again by 8:15am and switched my swim workout to a weight/core workout in my living room.
So Sunday became a quiet day. We watched Sunday Morning. We completed some of the final touches in our 'paint the entire house' project. We put on a pot of homemade bolognese sauce to simmer. We watched golf.
Not the day I had planned but quite nice nonetheless.