What a day it was!
The Run
Decided at lunchtime that I needed to do some exercise, and that my Strava 10k Challenge trophy was fast slipping away from me with only a couple of days left until the end of the month. So I headed out in disgustingly humid and hot conditions to "get it over and done with". I wanted that trophy, no matter how long the run would take. Cleared it with my boss so all was good in the world.
Now I'm no "runner", more like a "shuffler". I just shuffle along and take in the world around me. I was a good runner once, a long time ago I could run 10k in under 50mins and a half marathon well under 2hrs. These days a lot has changed. For one I've hardly run at all in many years, and I've also aged a lot since those days!
Despite this it was a good run going out. It rapidly got super heated with the reflected heat off the tarmac dehydrating me a lot. I sought shade wherever I could find it. Ran to the top of this reservoir hill at Wilston, had a look over the city then decided time to get back to work.
Coming back I walked more than I ran, but hey, who cares right? I got that trophy to keep courtesy of Strava :-) If going out seemed all hills, then coming back ought to have been easy. How wrong I was. The heat was ridiculous, as was the humidity.
In a strange way, known only to those who like to suffer, it was fun..
The Storm
Later in the afternoon I was complaining to some programmers near me that there wasn't a drop of rain in sight, from our vantage point anyway. Seems I was very wrong and in another 20 minutes Brisbane was getting smashed by one of the worst storms in decades. I got back to my car after everything subsided only to find it banged up from hailstones.
My building was a sanctuary in a sea of people frantically trying to get out of the driving rain and hammering hail. Trees were brought down, planes flipped over at a local aerodrome, and the public transit system brought to it's knees. The whole city was a chaos mode.
Today begins the big cleanup said to be worth over $100 million dollars.
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