Summer in the PNW is Like Santa

They tell you it exists but the reality is someone fabricated the idea so we have something to look forward to.  I know, I know, I shouldn't complain since the rest of the county is baking.  But really, is a consistent streak of nice weather too much to ask for?  So it would seem...

This past weekend it was really nice on Saturday, hot and sunny.  The perfect weather (ha!) for Matt to participate in the Olympia Travers, a multi-event race comprised of mountain biking, road biking, kayaking, and running.  He and two other guys we run with signed-up to do it solo (it is a team event), I was the good wife/friend and carted everyone's gear around to the various checkpoints.  Everyone went into the event thinking it would be fun and easy, they finished with a slightly different opinion.  It seems it was a bit tougher than anticipated.  But, they still had fun. 

Matt sprinting to the finish.

Smiles at the end

Aren't you Worried?

Tuesday, our usual Rock Candy day, which Matt is partaking in this year as well.  Yesterday we set-off and at an intersection I turned away from the group to take a different route. Matt and I waved to each other without thought and off I went, alone.  Later when we were back at the car Matt informed me that one of the guys running with the group was concerned that my husband would allow me to run alone - Aren't you worried something will happen to her?  To which he respond "Well, no..." 

This whole exchange is made even more comical because I came across this gentleman (who is a lovely person) shortly before I made it back to the car, he had gotten split up for the group and was lost.  He came running up to me carrying a very large stick, to protect himself for anything that may be lurking.  The best part, it was the second stick he found, he had picked one up earlier but this one was bigger and looked to be a better weapon so he switched out.   

I guess everyone has a different comfort level. 

The foxglove are in bloom.