The weekend began with the cool breeze bringing the cold down from the north all day Saturday. Because of the angle of the wind I had to use the same arm all day. The people were great to talk with and though the wind grew stronger during the day the trenches by the road helped cradle the world. I ended Saturday at the Liars bar and Marina. There I called the man who supplied the ride and other help. Thanks Big Al!
Sunday the breeze hadn't changed. I think it increased speed as the arms really began to feel the effects of one motion. The cold air helped me forget I was in Florida and to put sunscreen on my face, now my ears feel like tiny cauliflowers. One leg aches from having to push one way. Still the wind always leads me just where I need to be at the end. Though I strained to get only six miles according to my odometer I had good day talking to passers by and took the advice of a nice woman to stop when I got to Ozzie's Crab House where I met a lovely couple who helped with a ride after the owners and staff welcomed us for the evening. I was blown away at how nice everyone was to me, and my little dog too. Like the fairy tale said, when the wind blows you far from home you can find help in OZ zie's!
As I listened to the two piece band and watched the last sunday game a man called me to pull up a chair, he brought me back to the reality of why I am here. He told me of his good friend and neighbor who is going to dialysis three times a week, and this week he had to go four times because of his terminal diabetes. What could I say to reassure him, nothing.
I am a little drained this morning. I wish I could say more and express it better than I do. Have a great day.