“I’m finally warm!” I say, checking the clock to see that the indoor temperature has… exceeded 74°F. “Oh.”
Started raining while I was in the bank, but my flat cap did the trick. Now luxuriating with a Divine Hammer DIPA while I wait for the other Esperantists to arrive.
After the Rattlesnake Master 10k I came down with either a very nasty cold or else a moderately nasty case of the flu. Whatever virus it was, it had me pretty much down for the count for a solid week. Today was the first day in almost two weeks I felt up to a run.
Picked up my race number and pinned it to my sweatshirt for tomorrow’s race.
Scouted tomorrow’s Rattlesnake Master Run for the Prairie 10k race, including Jackie’s volunteer station. Walked the bit where it enters and leaves Yankee Ridge. Just inside the park spotted the tree where the vultures hang out!
To be honest, I think I like Whiskey Wednesdays @sevensaints better, but a whiskey club would be cool too. https://www.mensjournal.com/food-drink/the-most-premium-and-exclusive-whiskey-clubs-in-the-world/
As the old wives’ tale has it, the size of the woolly bear’s sweater foretells the severity of the coming winter. I’d judge this one to be about average. Maybe a little on the chilly side.
Purchased for the name and label, but also for the age statement (not many scotches bragging on 5 years old) and the slightly higher proof (43% abv). A fine young whiskey. Notes of vanilla and sugar.
Our new rain garden. The sidewalk has not flooded, so it’s working on that level, plus: decorative brassicas!
Ragweed season started back on August 9th, and now seems finally to be over. Yesterday, for the first time in maybe three weeks, I didn’t need to use nasal steroids. (Same nasal steroids I used to use almost all the time, until I went low-carb.)