In the last few days, we've had a few major thunderstorms here in the great land of Minnesota. I spent Friday night at the parental units' house in light of their centralized air conditioning and the 95.9% humidity we've been suffering around here lately. Oh, and also in light of the fact that I have no air conditioning. I generally don't mind it, and like to think that my life balances out: freeze at work all day, steam myself in my sauna all night. But once in a while...I need a break.
So on Friday night, I was nicely ensconced in my old bedroom at their house when, apparently, we had a great big storm roll through. Lots of thunder, lots of lightning, lots of deluge-y rain. I say apparently because I slept through it all. I also slept through part of a tree coming down in the front yard. And then I slept through the chainsaw working through that same tree the next morning. Slept, slept, slept. In nice air conditioning. It was beautiful.
Last night, however, I was back in my own apartment. It was humid and hot. I got over it. However, when I was awakened at 11pm by the storm, I was none too happy. I don't think the lightning and thunder bothered me so much, nor the d-lightful sound of raindrops (we're going through a drought here, people). It was the stupid pane of glass in one of my windows that was rattling for 30 minutes straight that drove me near to insanity.
This morning was humid. Again. When you get out on the water at 5:30 in the morning for practice, and the boat has built up condensation on the boat deck in the three seconds you've been out of the boat house, you know it's going to be bad. Dew points that are about 2 degrees below the temperature are horribly soupy.
So, the river has been full of grossness the last couple weeks. The level of the river is still way down, and since it's not moving as fast, it's just rather unpleasant. When you add many tree branches and dirt from a storm, I understand that. Throw in a few deadheads, you've got yourself an obstacle course - trying not to play bumper boats with other crews is bad enough. Throw in a deadheads, branches, logs and a railroad tie (yes - you read that right: this morning there was a railroad tie floating downstream), and it makes for some interesting steering and maneuvering. To be honest, I'm not really sure I want to think about where that railroad tie came from (what, with recent bridge alerts and the fact that we pass right under one all the time). Between that and the humidity, it was nice to be done with practice for the day. Only 7 more practices before we leave for the Northwest regional championship regatta...and only 18 more hours until I have to take another erg test.