Wednesday, January 26, 2022

The View From The Trail at Pompano Airpark Sometimes Has A Goodyear Blimp

Always have a camera.

Always look for the beauty around you.

Always look for the unexpected.

I have a very aggressive workout schedule.  So far in four weeks, I have skated four Marathon sessions.  155 miles and the month is not done.

I'm not patting myself on the back but more to say that if you do what you love, you will have opportunities to enjoy yourself in life.

This Marathon business was never a big deal for me, when I was in Philadelphia I would skate at least three of them a week from April to October.  The runner's high would last from March until November.

However here, I am getting to the "More or Less" stage.  Either slow down and skate less, or add another session and skate more.  It's a haul to get to Pompano Airpark from here, and my Jeep gets pretty poor mileage.

Two inline skate sessions a week, two bicycle half-marathons a week, plus four miles of dog walks daily.   

Care to join me?  Cardio can be fun!

All of this is outdoors.   So I see a lot of things at a lot of odd hours.  It just takes a lot of time.

"Left Foot, Right Foot, You'll Get There In Time" is a mantra.

While I am out there carving a groove into the trail, I have company.  This happened to be a day that the conditions were right for the Goodyear Blimp to be out practicing landings and takeoffs.  I am at one of two locations where that activity can be seen. 

The blimp does make for an interesting partner in my workouts.   Here at home, if we hear a loud propeller noise, it is indeed possible to have that blue and yellow cigar overhead so we all tend to glance up.

This day was just stunningly perfect.  Temperatures were perfect, breezes were perfect, and I was on my inline skates so that was perfect.

I have sat on the front bumper of my Jeep downing some water and watching the blimp come in at an angle, clamp on the mobile mooring mast, then take off again.  It is rather interesting to watch so I look for the hangar door to be open on any given workout day.

This day was the first workout of the week so it was going to be another Marathon for me.  This was my last lap around the park.  I do six laps for 27 miles.  I had missed the take off but as I got around the corner and headed North along Federal Highway, US 1, there it was just over the trees and to the west.  It was gliding over the heads of South Florida heading North and East towards the nearby Atlantic Ocean.  

I consider myself very fortunate to have that opportunity, to watch it come and go.  I knew that it was based there since I was a Snowbird, and I knew of the park around that airport.  It's actually a main reason why I moved here.  I would not move to another city where I could not have a mid to long distance track where I could practice my eight wheel obsession unencumbered. 

So here I am rolling along, smiling at the cigar in the sky, enjoying the sun, and doing my own best flight around the park.

Yes, it was a good day.  One of the best.

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