Babble

This weekend was a reflection of summer in full swing. I ducked out of a near-empty office at 4 on Friday and headed over to Racine with Tony and Maggie for the annual Lighthouse run. I successfully achieved my goal of beating both of them, even had a few minutes to spare. Granted they ran 10 miles and I ran 4, but they did have a 10+ minute head start (and run for a sponsored team). We non-runners take the little victories where we can get them.

After returning Saturday I met up with JenO and the parents for boating on Lake Mendota in the best conditions I’ve ever seen on a sunny Saturday afternoon. The wind dropped from 20 to 1 mph in less than an hour, so there was minimal traffic and chop. So flat in fact that Dad, JenO and I all gave slalom skiing a shot, which went astoundingly well. The wakeboard may have a competitor for my attention this summer… an idea strongly reinforced by the ensuing wipe out I had on our old hyperlite which left me temporarily blind and slightly unconscious. 3″ fins are a product of the devil.

Boating was followed by a fabulous father’s day steak dinner made by his fabulous daughters which was a study in gluttony featuring fresh farmer’s market produce, sangria (shocker) and copious amounts of strawberries, cake, whipped cream and chocolate. Attempts to be social afterward were largely thwarted by food coma and residual trauma from the wakeboarding incident.

Sunday followed with a grill-out at Matt & Mel’s and their selection of home-made refreshments and then Hefeweizen-to-go for sailing with Dad on father’s day. Unlike the day before it was a bit windy though and being pummeled by large waves while hiking out in 70° weather on an increasingly-cloudy day proved to be a bit chilly. Still great to get out sailing though, certainly beats shoveling.