“Never run in the rain with your socks on.”

Mother Nature seems to have forgotten we’re close to the middle of June. It is 57˚. My house is cold enough that I’m wearing socks and a sweatshirt. The sky is gray and the wind is blowing. It poured rain all night into this morning. Sun is predicted tomorrow so I’ll just have to be patient with today.

I’m late as I met friends for breakfast. We get together once a month. All of us worked at the high school together and we all retired with a few years of each other. This morning there were 11 of us.

When I was growing up, nobody I knew skied or golfed. Those were sports for people with money. Miniature golf was the closest we ever got. I did go to the private golf course in my town but only in winter with my sled or my toboggan. I never even learned to water ski despite living by the ocean. My father only had a row-boat.

Only once did I ever go snow skiing. It was in Colorado when I was visiting my sister and brother-in-law. I got off the lift easily without falling, but as I went down the hill, I started speeding so fast and out of control I got afraid and threw myself to the ground just before I ended up in the trees. It took forever for me to get up and get the skis back on my feet. One or the other ski would slide down the hill by itself. A passing skier would be kind enough to retrieve them for me. One was a little kid about nine. My descent after that was tentative at best, and I still nearly ended up in the parking lot. I had trouble stopping. My brother-in-law, a skier, asked my sister and me if we minded him skiing a bit. Nope. We loved sitting in the lodge and having hot drinks. That is still my favorite part of skiing.

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6 Comments on ““Never run in the rain with your socks on.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It was so cold and damp here that I finally gave up and turned on the heat for one cycle. Things are much improved. I can see cast shadows so the sun is up there somewhere.
    My Dad had golf clubs but I don’t know who he golfed with. I just remember him out in the side yard practicing his swing with whiffle golf balls. He was very pleased when he managed to bounce a few whiffle balls off my uncle’s roof on the other side of the woods. They didn’t get along very well.
    My Dad had a couple of motor boats in my youth as well. They were both called Slo Poke but neither of them was.
    We also had an old pair of wooden skis with leather bindings. We didn’t have any ski poles and no one we knew skied so we couldn’t borrow any. We used to buckle those old things onto our regular boots and ski down the slope beside the house. Stopping involved falling over before one got too far into the swamp. Sometime in the 80’s I took up cross country skiing. I’d ski the trails in the woods behind the barn where I boarded my horse. Stopping sometimes involved falling over before I got too far into the swamp. I was glad I had had the practice. 🙂
    Enjoy the day. I heard it was supposed to improve a bit. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I did the same thing this morning-the house was freezing. The sun never did show up today and my feet screamed for socks.

      Golfing was just something nobody did. I think it was the cost. Later, when my dad could have afforded it, he had no interest. He even thought watching it was boring.

      When I first moved down here, the kid across the street was on the golf team. He used whiffle balls, and my cat used to steal them all the time. He’d chase him but never did get his whiffle balls back.

      I too took up cross country skiing and used to go to Nickerson. One hill was my nemesis and I always fell.

      Have a great evening. It never did improve!

  2. olof1 Says:

    Sorry for not turning up here yesterday, I had huge problems with my internet connection and the same today. I tried everything but it was soo slow! Finally I called the help center and it seems the new subscrition I ordered had much less gigabytes than I was told and it started already yesterday, so my connection was slowed down by the internet company 🙂 🙂 🙂 So now I upgraded my subscription and voila! It works as it should 🙂 Now I have to restore my computer again, god only knows if I’ll be able to 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Much the same over here but we didn’t have a local golf course in the middle of the city 🙂 and I went to the Norwegian mountains to ski downhill once too and never again. I loved that cabin in the middle of the slope 🙂 🙂 🙂 and I fell of the lift half way up 🙂 Perhaps I should wtite about that in my blog, I’ll never forget that weekend 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      I was afraid you were still sick. I’m glad to hear it was your internet though I know what a pain that is. Good thing they gave you your speed back!!

      My sister also skied that time I did. Her skis weren’t waxed so she just walked down the hill. It was funny. Neither one of us skied again!

      Enjoy your evening!!

  3. Bob Says:

    When I was a kid my dad had a set of golf clubs but I only remember him going golfing a couple of times at a public course. We were not of the country club set. He also bowled in a league on Sunday mornings which was sponsored by the Jewish Community Center. He was a very good bowler. I on the other hand inherited sports ability from my mother’s side of the family. She could not even throw a baseball correctly.

    I tried to play golf once while in college using my father’s clubs. On a par four hole it took me ten or eleven strokes to get to the green. I let so many people play through that it would have taken me all day to play just nine holes. I gave up on the third hole when I couldn’t get to the green in six strokes on a par three 🙂

    When people ask me today if I play golf I reply, “No I have too many other frustrations in my life to add another”. I used to fly people to ski resorts in Colorado and Utah but I never skied. Once I was asked to join them but I declined because I couldn’t fly them home with a broken leg 🙂 Besides I hate snow. I have a theory that Texans love to go skiing in Colorado because they didn’t have to shovel the stuff growing up in Texas.

    It’s mid June and it is hot and dry. The TV weatherman could record today’s weather report and just play it back for the next couple of weeks and it would change very little. One year the weatherman reported the high temperature in Celsius so it wouldn’t sound so terrible.

    • katry Says:

      We weren’t the golfing society either. We were, like your father. more the bowling set. My parents watched Bowling for Dollars every Saturday, and my mother joined a league when we moved to the cape. That was it for my mother and sports. She hated watching any and didn’t understand the rules anyway.

      We just never learned to ski because it would have been too expensive. We all had skates and sleds, and they were plenty of fun.

      My brother-in-law who grew up in Colorado skis as does my nephew. His other two kids never learned as they were soccer players. One even got a full scholarship to Oregon State so he couldn’t risk skiing and perhaps getting an injury. My niece also received a soccer scholarship.

      We have had so much rain the ground is soggy. We will have nice days for the next few; temps will be in the 70’s.

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