So, it's raining in Melbourne. Not as much as in QLD but they say we'll get 50mm in 24 hours. After dinner it was raining. I didn't think it was that bad. I felt I needed to go for a walk but didn't want to use the treadmill... and what's a bit of water...right?
WELL! by the time I walked 5 min, I was DRENCHED! Lucky I was wearing my waterproof jacket and baseball cap...or so I thought! Going up the hill hurt like hell and it was slippery. And wet (DER!). I was dodging puddles left right and centre.
At the 1.3Km mark I discover my HRM isn't working. Stupid thing. Second time in less than 12 months. Must get a new battery. If it doesn't resolve I'll throw the bloody thing out!
At around 2Km, I slip. Yup - SLIPPED! My wonderful local Govt has put these bumpy things in the sidewalk to warn visually impaired people that there is a bus stop. At selected intersections, they have also placed them - I guess to warn it's an intersection... but why only SOME intersections?!
I digress. I slipped. I was distracted trying to remove my iPhone from my pocket to check my work. I slid forward with right hand out. That broke my fall as I slid to my right knee. I had instinctively gone to protect my bad side. I didn't go straight down, I kind of did the splits (YAY for being flexible!), slipped forward, and then rolled on my left hip (OUCH!). My phone is now dented but not water logged (YAY!).
I pulled myself up quickly to escape the water flowing down the path, and kept moving. For a split second, I contemplated calling DH to collect me... but he had already told me to be careful and hadn't wanted me to go! So I pushed on. With my ego in the way, I kept going on my designated path afraid that people were watching and how pathetic I'd look if I turned around!
SO, I go a little further before back tracking. I was limping a little. The trek back up that hill was murder! I was so water logged it was foul! My pants were drenched! My SOCKS were drenched! I was paranoid about those slippery warning signs and was doing my best to avoid them!
I FINALLY got home, realising along the way that I was DRENCHED! I was cursing my stupidity and reached the conclusion that
a) I'm not meant to train
b). Training in the rain is best left to people with NO choice...or those missing a brain
c). I am unfairly accident prone!!!
And then I saw the local cricket club out walking and looking miserable... I at least had a water proof jacket on! Fat lot of good that did though!!!! When I got home, DH took a photo (to be posted at a later date!) and then I went to strip for a shower.
The first sign of how water logged I was, was that when I removed my shoes, my socks looked like they'd been just taken out of the washing machine... except I could actually wring water out of them!!!! (oh, and DH was worried about my shoes being ruined by the rain! ROFL)
THEN, I removed my jacket. It was literally dripping! As was my hat!
THEN, I notice my shirt is actually WET! As in, straight out of the machine wet! I think to myself, lucky I wore a singlet... but that too was wet through! My SKIN was wet!!!!! My UNDIES were wet! EVERYTHING was wet! I hate to think what I'd be like had I not worn my water proof jacket! HAHAHAHA
After my shower, I had a good stretch and sent DH to the pharmacy to renew my pain script - hopefully I don't need those tomorrow!

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