Sunday, June 10, 2012
I had a very interesting day, to say the least. It started at 3am when my sister knocked on my door, in tears, knowing that she had to put her dog down since she could no longer breathe due to the tumour growing in her nose, and asked me to come with her. We went to her clinic (she is a vet) and I assisted by holding Tuffy's vein, and held her while sis did the injection. She said it was much easier to do it than to talk about it so I think she was happy with her decision not to take Tuffy to the Emergency Vet Clinic where she would have had to talk to them about it. We went home and back to bed, but I didn't get to sleep again until about 6am so rolled my alarm forward from 7am to 8am.
Up at 8, at some breakfast and gathered myself to go to the Hamilton Beach trail for a skate. I found some 60 SPF sun block and slathered that on my face and neck, but didn't find anything suitable for a full body treatment. Off I went, rationalizing that I would be back by noon. There were a few hold ups on the way there, so all told, I got to the parking lot at about 10am... and it was pretty much full. Not a good sign, but off I went.
On my first pass of the trail, I encountered a huge crowd of people walking in matching t-shirts, carrying banners, oh, there are loud speakers and support staff. The "Walk for Miracles" in support of the Children's Miracle Network had begun just as I started to skate. So, I glided along the edge of the trail through the fray to get to the other side, and then repeated the far end of the trail a few times until I thought I could pass by the now more spread out walkers again to get back to the parking end of the trail. I took this as a sign that I was not there for endurance nor speed training today, and focused on technique. Went back to the car, had a drink and a snack, then hit the trail again for a few abbreviated laps in the better end of the trail, by now about 11am and pretty crowded even without the walkers of the event. I passed a group of inline skaters, and one of them called out to me "Excuse me, where did you get those skates?", so I stopped to chat with them. The man who had called out said that his inquiry about my skates was a rouse to get me to stop since he wanted to see what I was about since my form was so nice! Wow, working on technique for an hour on the crowded trail must have paid off!!! He is a Level II instructor, teaching this group how to inline. So speaking with him was pretty interesting.
Two men in tuxes were getting married on the beach; they wrapped it up to great applause from their small crowd of loved ones around the time I finished skating. Went back to my car and peeled my skates off my sore feet, and decided to lock the car up and visit the washroom before driving back home. I was pretty tired by now, and a bit distracted by some messages on my phone. I was texting and walking back toward the washroom when I realized that my key was not in my pocket... yes, there it was locked inside the car by my gear shift. Oh, the spare key is in the console too. So, I started asking people in the parking lot if they might have anything I could use to fish my lock open. It's a soft top, how difficult could it be? One man gave me some very helpful advice to keep a spare key in my wallet for times like this. I'm not sure just where he expected me to carry my wallet while skating around in itty bitty lycra shorts though. And then, my new best friend said to me "I have CAA - want me to call them? I don't mind and don't really have anything else to do". How could I refuse? We walked back to her car, and she realized that in the wallet swap she had recently done that her card was at home, so off she went (she didn't live far, apparently) and said she would be back shortly. I went to the washroom, and wandered back to my car to stand in the shade of a tree and wait. And wait. And wait. By now it was high noon and pushing 30 degrees Celcius. And then she came back, about half an hour later, waving. She parked and handed me a cold bottle of water, and said CAA would be there soon. My saviour! They were there within 10 minutes and 3 minutes after that I was in my car. She said she was heading off to get something to eat, so I insisted that I join her and at least pay for it as thanks. I followed her up the street and we went to the place that is on the trail with the big ice cream counter (glad I know that is there now!), and sat and chatted and ate our ice cream.
We returned to our cars and I again professed my gratitude and offered her my email in case she is ever out west. I got in my car and was sitting catching up with new info on my phone again, when she came up to my car. "Sue, you aren't going to believe this. I just ran out of gas!". Two young men appeared out of who knows where and pushed her car back into the parking spot. She gathered her wallet (and her keys, carefully) and I took her to the gas station 10 minutes away to get a jerry can full of gas, and back to the parking lot. What a twist of fate! I followed her back to the gas station to make sure she would make it, and we finally parted ways at 2:30. By now I was feeling pretty crispy, but I drove home with my top down else I would have been absolutely overheated so shaded my various pink body parts as much as I could while driving. I'm a bit of a lobster... but my face and neck are fine!
I know there is a moral to this story somewhere. Maybe several. All I know is that I'm tired after a long and bizarre day that I thought I would share!