Life After Windbird, Day 139: WINDY
Date: Thursday, December 29, 2016
Weather: Overcast with Rain Late, Then WIND; High 40’s, Low 30’s F
Location: At Home in The Studio, Falmouth, MA

I lived on a sailboat for 13 years, but never did I experience the windy weather we have been getting here on the Cape in the past two years. Maybe I am just particularly aware after the microburst hit Windbird in Quissett Harbor in June of 2015, but for whatever reason, tonight I am finding the wind right down scary. WeatherUnderground tells me we are having winds from the southwest 20 to 30 with gusts up to 60 miles per hour. When we were in a marina near Cape Town, South Africa, we often had 55 knot winds, which is about 63 miles per hour, for hours on end, but somehow that steady wind wasn’t as frightening as these 30 mph winds that gust every five minutes to 60. The whole front wall of this apartment, which is mostly glass, quivers with every gust. Weather, weather!

I went to the gym this morning to participate in a class that proved just how out of shape I am. Or maybe it just proved how old I am. In two months, I’ll be 70. So maybe I shouldn’t go to a class called, “Butts and Guts.” The other class members are probably in their late 30’s or early 40’s, and maybe one woman is in her early 50’s, but all are much younger than myself. So I won’t let myself get too depressed. At least I survived the class. I was going to go to a yoga class tonight, but the wind kept me home. Tomorrow’s 20/20/20 class is a little more ‘user’ friendly, so hopefully I’ll feel better about myself after that. I did more writing today, canned bone broth, made soup, and went to Heather’s to take in the trash can and put out the compost buckets for Friday pick-up. Tomorrow I will talk to Detta and Tom Porat in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, to figure out if I am going to drive up there for New Year’s Eve. Today they should have returned from a St. Croix Christmas vacation, so I’ll wait until tomorrow afternoon to call them and decide about the weekend. In the meantime, I’ll work on surviving the gusts of wind.

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