We've been having bad Santa Anna winds the last few days. Predictions I was seeing were for gusts of 30 miles an hour, although at times it was hard to call the "gusts" from the regular wind.
And have I ever mentioned just how much I hate wind?
Fortunately, they were dying down at night. I even managed to go out for a run Tuesday night while it was calmer. Still some wind, but not enough to make the run truly unpleasant.
The wind is supposed to be a lot less today, so it shouldn't interfere with my ultimate pick up game tonight. Ultimate is never any fun to play in the wind, as I was reminded just last Saturday when I had to play my beach league game in the wind. Way too many wild throws going all over the place. And there was sand blowing all over the place, too. I wanted to enjoy the day at the beach; really I did.
It didn't help that we lost. The official final score was 10-13, but we had lost when it was 8-13. No one listened to me on that, however.
Afterward, I got to head out to Glendale Centre Theatre and enjoy Cash on Delivery, a wonderful farce that had me and my friends laughing hard. Recommended play if you ever get a chance to see it.