Salty

January 24, 2009

Today I was working at the triathlon store, so I knew I had to get my workout done before spending a day on my feet.  Last night I was telling GB that I had a drill/run/strength combined workout that would require flat roads and a place where I could do strength exercises in a less-than-public place.  Since I live at the top of a very steep hill, my neighborhood is out.  Thinking like someone who is living in Minnesota, GB suggested the beach.  So this morning I put on my shorts and running shoes and jumped on my moped to go to the beach.  On the way it started raining and I pulled over, considering leaving it until after work.  Thankfully I talked myself into getting it done and went to the beach.  It sprinkled but didn’t really rain, so my choice was a good one.

I was so glad GB had suggested the beach.  The sunrise was incredible and it was one of those multi-layered cloudy days where the rays of sunshine poke out the bottom as the sun comes up.  It was a really great way to start the day.  And I decided to up the ante by jumping in the ocean after my workout.  The water was cool, but not terribly cold.  Locals simply do not swim here in the winter, so the few people on the beach watched me with guarded curiosity.  Then as soon as I exited the water, and older man made a beeline for me.  Since I was swimming in January, he assumed I was not local and took the opportunity to educate me about the local weather.  I didn’t bother to tell him I was born and raised here and thanked him for the information.  He was most concerned about me riding home in wet clothes but I assured him I’d survive.  Since it was almost seventy degrees out!  So anyway, work was work, but the slightly sticky, beachy feeling is still on my skin and I am still revelling in what a wonderful start that was to my day.

I can’t wait until April when GB comes to visit so we can do fun things like that together.

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One Response to “Salty”

  1. marit c-l Says:

    I LOVE that beach smell! I think that Kramer tried to sell it as a cologne on Seinfeld… “The Beach” I think it was called. Yeah – sometimes I’ll wait for low tides and run on the hard packed sand. Beautiful! You’re not the only one who does this!

    So excited that GB is visiting in April! That’s awesome!!!


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