Northeast Ohio has experienced a sudden onset of unexpected sunlight. For the past few days, nary a cloud has blurred the blue sky. And now the weather satellites are expected to deliver temperatures of ridiculousness at above 50 degrees. Have you ever heard of such lunacy?
Of course, rain is in the forecast from Wednesday through eternity. That's to keep us honest and humble. Until then, we shall soak in Vitamin D-rich sun.
I knew running would be difficult to fit in this past weekend, as the Enthusiast and I traveled to the Great White North in search of ethnic booze and dancing (her ethnic, not mine). Therefore, before Happy Hour could begin on Friday, I leaped out the back door for an hour run.
The sky, as I already said, was clear, but the sun was quickly setting. I started off down a hill and the shadows swallowed me whole as I ran north. I made a westward turn, not to grow up with the country, but to chase down that bright yellow orb in the cosmos. Helios' chariot was too fast for me on this day.
Perhaps today I will bath is the sun's golden rays for a short run with Dobson. But Razz's 666 race and my challenge to BFJ will have to wait until tomorrow, when I don't have to get home to take care of the pooch.