Missing two races in as many weeks, I am determined to race in Montana this upcoming weekend. Between cancelled flights and cancelled races for weather, Mother Nature has had a good time with my race schedule. But there is still plenty of racing season left and I will make the most of it. I am headed to the land of the "Big Sky" and will race in Missoula, Montana this weekend. Especially exciting is that my friend Ann, who got me into this sport to begin with, is meeting me and spending the weekend with me. We've even carved out some time to do some white water rafting. I am not usually able to take the extra time but since both Ann and I are traveling so far, I decided to go for it. Not to mention the fact that it is Labor Day weekend and I am clamoring for the last little piece of summer. Is it just me? Or did this summer go faster than any other?
I know some of you may be wondering about Irene too. We faired very well and although the waves were literally crashing in our backyard (I live on the south shore of Long Island), the water level never got to our house. Our front yard saw four feet but again, the house stayed safe. We dodged a bullet for sure. I hope everyone who was impacted by Irene is safe and dry and that the damage was minimal.