It’s raining in Los Angeles. And not just raining, but wrath of god, Biblical flood raining. A house near me, a house of stilts, is precariously red tagged, meaning it could slide down the hillside at any time and is no longer fit for human inhabitation. On top of that, because the house has already lost its patio and is quite literally on the edge of falling, the road is closed. It’s an eerie but soothing quiet that has settled over the canyon, where often there is the roar of traffic cruising over the hill one way or the other. But it’s made navigating the area that much more difficult. As if traffic in Los Angeles wasn’t already a bit of a dystopian future nightmare… now it’s like a muddy zombie apocalypse thrown in for good measure. Swell.
Yesterday I went for a run and tripped and fell on the sidewalk. Scrapped up the left side of my body, particularly my elbow and knee. Double swell. Nothing is broken I don’t think but I’m definitely bloodied and bruised… and that will only get blacker and bluer as the days wear on.
I went for a short, gentle run today, partly to assess access to my road (it’s closed save for locals… and even then you have to present papers like you were crossing Checkpoint Charlie in the 1960s…. though it’s getting more and more slack, like Checkpoint Charlie in autumn 1989 I suppose). I also wanted to see how I’d be feeling for this weekend’s “Rebel Challenge” down at Disneyland. I should be okay, albeit my knee and whatever the tendon is called behind the knee, feel a little iffy. Might be all the adhesive from the various band aids I’ve used to try and cover the wounds. It’s all over but the scabbing…
I did wander down to the Anaheim to pick up my race packet for the runDisney event. With the rain, it was an added adventure. Still, by opting out of the main merchandise booth shopping experience that entailed winding through duct taped faux cordons to loop round and round for entry, I was in and out in about an hour… and that included the seemingly interminable wait to get a shot in the cockpit of a Corellian freighter we all know and love:
I also grabbed a GoodSense green screen shot, this time opting for a background that summed up the past few days — what can I say? Sometimes life just sucks:
It’s a good thing I went through that event horizon though, as the exit was a seriously tight fit!
Before leaving though, I did grab a few shots in and around the expo:
But I’m home now. And here I sit sorting through aches and pains, cataloging analgesics and bandages, prepping for the weekend. A 10K and a Half Marathon — I can handle that.
The force is strong in my family.
And besides — there is no try. I’m just doing it, one way or another.