I didn't blog yesterday, because I was running the dang Central Illinois Iditarod. Last Saturday I was in Oak Brook, IL, for ILCRA's Marathon seminar. Named so because you can get all your Illinois CEUs in one fell swoop. I taught about Facebook and hopefully didn't bore everyone to tears.
|This was my view for most of the day.|
But then I had to drive HOME on Sunday. Through Winter Storm Virgil. Why we gotta give it a name, I don't know. Maybe it feels better to have a target for our cussing.
Thankfully all of us on the freeway became very patient, and nobody tailgated me, and we all were in this together. I took a break at a McDonalds in the middle of nowhere. A young child was lingering before the soda (pop) fountain, and his caretaker said, "Now, hurry up and let the lady have her turn." I told her, "Don't worry. I have ceased to be in a hurry today."
I did make it home just fine, albeit much later than I thought. But that also means I'm out a couple of days of practice, but I've picked it right back up. Sometimes I wonder if a complete day off (or two) might be helpful. Don't wanna have too many of those, though.