Mother Nature 2…..Timbeaux Zip

I am tired of saying that this has been one of those years, but give me a break!  After my Ironman last year, I decided I wouldn’t race for a while because my family life was more important.  My kids are in one million things and I don’t want to miss any of them.  So I haven’t done one race since last November.

As the year progressed, Christine and I picked some races this Fall which we enjoyed.  Two bike rides, a sprint triathlon for both of us, Holy Toledo where we could camp and I could bleed, and the St. Jude Marathon in Memphis.  None of these events would take a massive amount of training and all of them would involve the family (as participants or spectators.)

And when race time finally has arrived, Mother Nature decided she didn’t want me to race this year.  First was the Tour d’Ascension.  A low key bike ride around my neck of the woulds to benefit the Ascension Parish Parks and the Lance Armstrong Foundation.  Good causes….nice area…fun ride….Tropical Storm Fay….CANCELLED!

Next up was the Cajunman Triathlon in Lafayette.  I have done this race a couple of times and we enjoy going to it.  Lafayette is a very short trip, but we always go over on Saturday morning, go to a movie, go out to dinner, sleep in a motel and then race.  A really mini mini-vacation.  But we enjoy it.  Nice race….mini vacation….movie….Hurricane Gustav….CANCELLED! What really irks me is that I have signed up for this race 4 times and it has been nuked by hurricanes 2 times (Katrina & Gustav).  I feel sorry for the race director because he is a great guy in a tough position.

So that puts Mother Nature in the lead 2 to nothing.  Next up is the Tour de Tangipahoa bike ride followed a week later by Holy Toledo.  It’s a good thing nothing is brewing out there right now.  Oh wait!  Did I forget to mention some prick named Ike that appears to be headed our way?  As if we need that now.

Christine & I were fortunate to get our power back on Thursday.  But my mom & dad and 2 sisters still do not have power.  And what really sucked is that we haven’t even finished cleaning up from Gustav and today we started preparing for Ike.

I can remember vividly 3 years ago after Katrina & Rita hearing a song by Green Day called “Wake me up when September ends.”

It is only September 6th, but I am already humming the tune.

P.S.  I did run 6.5 miles today.  The first workout since last Saturday.

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