Everyone Knows it’s Windy

The mid-week regimen is complete, affording time to batten down the hatches for Hurricane Irene, which is threatening our neck of the woods.  Logged six, eleven and eight miles Tuesday through Thursday, ALL with the full twenty six pounds on.  Would love to ramble on about running, but Hurricane Irene is breathing down our neck and Kim and I will be devoting our day to putting up hurricane shutters, stocking up and securing everything.

Boarded up for Irene - there are permanent clear latex panels covering what appears to be exposed windows on the second story...

At the moment we feel blessed because the monster’s trajectory has us in the comfort zone and the northeast looks to be in the danger zone.  But better safe than sorry, so we will be taking every precaution and saying prayers for all…

I hear you knockin', but you can't come in!