Today was just ridiculous. The wind at Pt. Sal was out to kill me. There is a reason I don’t windsurf, fly kites, paraglide, or own wind turbines. It’s because the wind can use all of those things to kill me. The wind almost got one over on me a couple of times in Iowa. There was the -30 degrees with wind chill that could have got me. And there was the tornado warnings as well as the spontaneous wind storm that started up on a run with Jill. The point is the wind is a bastard. It can’t be trusted.
Today, my ears were frozen. The wind was whipping so strong that I thought my eardrums might pop. It was hard to breathe at times when I was forced to run into the wind. And then came that the sneezing. There was so much debris, dust, and pollen in the air that it got me sneezing for about ten minutes. Not fun. The wind is a bastard.
The dogs actually handled it ok. They looked like they were still having fun. When I used to run with Heather in the past, I could tell that she hated the wind too. But these two dogs did well. Better than me.
Day 27 done. Only four more days left of the challenge.