In an effort to behave myself and repent for my long weekend sins, I decided to have an incredibly low key Friday night and get up early this morning for some exercise. Everything went to plan last night, I made dinner, watched TV and the only thing I left the house for was to collect Tigger from work.
I arose bright and early, whipped myself up some breakfast and headed out the door. I was happy to see that the sky was cloud covered – after my insanely humid run on Thursday, I was happy for a change in weather. I set off on my way and was in Ashbridges Bay Park (in the Toronto Beaches) in no time. I ran to the end of the lagoon, where Jessica and I had hung out a few times in our youth, and pressed on exploring the foot paths around the bay.
I stopped a few times along the way to take some photos of the beautiful scenery and the incredibly calm waters. Upon review of those photos, it seems apparent that I maybe should have been paying a bit more attention to the weather, but I was happily ensconced in my journey and carried on.
I had just set off down a little peninsula past the yacht club when I thought I felt a little rain, but it didn’t amount to much right away. About five minutes later, when I was completely isolated and as far from buildings as possible, it started coming out of the heavens.
I sought shelter quickly under a nearby tree and then quickly fled for a larger one that appeared to provide more shelter. I screamed outloud three times when the lightening and thunder came in such quick succession that they made frightening crashing noises – honestly the lightening sounded like it was right on top of me.
It was at this point, for the first time, that I considered my scenario – and then quickly got out my phone and asked the helpful world of Facebook:
“Can’t remember my survival skills – should I be hiding from this thunder storm under a tree?”
I didn’t end up getting a response until I was home – because it was 8am and everyone I know was in bed – but apparently I was not exercising smart survival skills AT ALL.
A quick internet search has now Informed me that I did several things wrong:
- Trees are not suitable structures – in fact by hiding under isolated trees I was actually increasing my risk of injury
- Watch the Skies – apparently a big part of this whole “survival” thing is awareness, ppffft taking photos of the geese was much more important
- Stay under cover for 30 minutes after the last lightening strike – ya, anytime the rain slowed a bit I would break from my shelter and run off, as soon as the storm picked up again I would once again find the tallest isolated tree and stand as close as possible to the trunk
Regardless, Im home safe and sound and had a fabulous run (despite the choppiness of k’s 3-4) and this has been a great opportunity to review this information.
Mostly, I kind of just feel like I’m being punished for exercising on a Saturday!