Skies looked threatening in NYC this morning, and the roads were soon wet. Forecasts looked like more of yesterday’s deluge, so the gun shy among us resorted to winter-like methods to get in their training. No rest for the weary- Green Mountain looms!
Out in Connecticut, at our would-be staging ground for the Tokeneke Road Race, we sat around reading, for a change, all the bad news in the Sunday paper, having decided very early in the day to bail on the race (that much rain is way above my pay grade). Reading the paper, and scratching our bellies. When did it last rain THIS much?
7.6 inches of rain fell on New York City yesterday- or at least on JFK by 5PM. More like 6 inches in Central Park, where people ride bikes (in seasons other than Monsoon). Both were single day records. It would seem to be a page torn out of the climate change playbook. I can almost hear Al Gore’s monotone in my left ear (“…more powerful storms…”), and It makes me miss him a bit. OK, a lot, considering the latest crop of nincompoops who are making headlines in Washington DC; inventing and perpetuating phony crises, making real crises worse, and plain-old ignoring others. I shudder to think what kind of shape things will be in by the time Jr. is old enough to ride big boy gears or- even worse- when he’s as old and creaky as his daddy. My impulse is to get a jump on things, and start apologizing to him now.