It felt like Christmas Eve around here last night... After Moana went to bed, Scott and I put together Moana's Jumperoo.
It's been sitting in the box waiting until the right time to debut... and this morning was it! Anticipation was high... was she going to like it? I think so.
There's a lot to look at and keep a baby entertained on this thing. Moana was mesmerized.
So at least that's something good about this Saturday morning. I woke up at about 4AM to the sound of pounding rain outside and was not happy. I was really hoping it was just a passing storm. Hoping it would be gone before it was time to ride at 7... No such luck. After a flurry of phone calls in the dark-o'clock hour and some serious studying of the radar map, it was decided that this was not just a passing storm. The whole island was apparently under siege. A very unhappy Mama set up her bike trainer and got to work while a more happy Papa packed up his surfboard and headed for the swell.
It's now 10:30 AM and it appears the rain may finally be tapering off, although surely some roads must be flooded since the sky released absolutely all of the available water in the atmosphere over the last 6 hours... Looks like I'll salvage the day with my long run and then try again on the bike tomorrow.