It seems that screaming at the sky DOES occasionally work. The weather cleared up for the first time in a month and we've had three whole days of sun and warm.
Friday a bunch of us piled down to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
omnia_mutantur's family home on the beach. We spent a couple hours goofing off in the water, despite the fact that that Atlantic is DAMN COLD. It seems all those storms generated some waves, a rarity around Boston. Nothing really big but fun, none the less. We swam until all our bits were frozen, then we went back and played games and cooked out and played more games and ran around the house in the thunderstorm and watched nuns SLIDE across the lawn and watched fireworks and tried to figure out what sort of monster was going to come out of the house at sundown. It was great and I need twenty more days JUST like it at least this summer.
Other than that, I've just been out enjoying the weather. Both yesterday and today, I biked down to Bedford and back. Yesterday I hopped on some of the mountain bike trails near my house and played around a bit but my knee isn't quite ready for that sort of work yet. Bouncing down a hillside just didn't agree with it at all. Today I went clear down into Concord on one of the rail trails. I ended up doing about 16 miles of mostly flat work in a bit under two hours. Lunch was in there somewhere but I didn't think to time that. Not bad time given how much mud I had to plow through. I ended up power spraying both myself and my bike off when I got home. You wouldn't be believe all the places I managed to get mud.
Right now, my knee is actually alright. Over the last week, I've spent 3 hours riding,2 hours playing sand volleyball and at least an hour a night on the bike on the off nights and my knee seems to be holding up to the work. Now if I can just get a little bit of weight lifting in there without it turning into a pumpkin, I might actually start believing that the damned thing isn't a lost cause.
Friday a bunch of us piled down to
omnia_mutantur's family home on the beach. We spent a couple hours goofing off in the water, despite the fact that that Atlantic is DAMN COLD. It seems all those storms generated some waves, a rarity around Boston. Nothing really big but fun, none the less. We swam until all our bits were frozen, then we went back and played games and cooked out and played more games and ran around the house in the thunderstorm and watched nuns SLIDE across the lawn and watched fireworks and tried to figure out what sort of monster was going to come out of the house at sundown. It was great and I need twenty more days JUST like it at least this summer.Other than that, I've just been out enjoying the weather. Both yesterday and today, I biked down to Bedford and back. Yesterday I hopped on some of the mountain bike trails near my house and played around a bit but my knee isn't quite ready for that sort of work yet. Bouncing down a hillside just didn't agree with it at all. Today I went clear down into Concord on one of the rail trails. I ended up doing about 16 miles of mostly flat work in a bit under two hours. Lunch was in there somewhere but I didn't think to time that. Not bad time given how much mud I had to plow through. I ended up power spraying both myself and my bike off when I got home. You wouldn't be believe all the places I managed to get mud.
Right now, my knee is actually alright. Over the last week, I've spent 3 hours riding,2 hours playing sand volleyball and at least an hour a night on the bike on the off nights and my knee seems to be holding up to the work. Now if I can just get a little bit of weight lifting in there without it turning into a pumpkin, I might actually start believing that the damned thing isn't a lost cause.
