While Texas was getting thwacked by Hurricane Ike last week, the Phoenix-area was experiencing a Haboob. What's a Haboob, you ask? THIS is a Haboob:
Yikes! I was standing at the gas pump when I saw this puppy rolling in. I hunkered down behind my wee little Fit until the gas stopped pumping and then fought the wind and dust to get home.
Saturday morning I ran the scheduled 10 miles out at South Mountain. If you recall, I did this same run back in June, only it was 8 miles then and it just about killed me. Now, three months later, I took off running at about 6am, ran 5 very hilly miles in one direction, turned around and ran 5 very hilly miles back. I even chatted with one of the coaches for about 3 of those miles. I trotted back into the parking lot about 8am, stretched a bit, and headed on home. Awesome! AND, it was a GORGEOUS morning - mid-70's to start, with a bit of a breeze and the view was just beautiful. Here is a map of my run:
And finally, this. is. great. "..nnnoooOOOO MINE!!"
4 comments:
"I don't know what that is". SOOOO FUNNY! Tiny Fey is a genius.
I'm waiting for Pat to come up with something snarky/witty about the word 'haboob'. Whatcha got?
huhhuh...BOOB.
ALSO, Jo, who is Tiny Fey? Is that like Tina's little shoulder angel or something?
HA HA HA HA HA!!! Can you tell I wrote that BEFORE I had my coffee? Oh man, that's funny. Tina. Not Tiny.
What? You've never heard of Tiny Fey?
"Please stop calling me a Flurj, I looked it up on the internet and I do not like it."
So perfectly played!
I want to know the linguistic background of Haboob...
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