A New Training Partner?

Yikes! The weather has not been the greatest the past couple of weeks. Between hail in the southern part of the province and heavy heavy rain in the North (did you hear that Rogers Place—the arena where the Edmonton Oilers usually play—flooded?), it's pretty wet outside.

Mom says her gardens are getting too much water, and Grandpa has some concerns about his canola. But the worst part of all is that all this "wet" means that when it stops raining, the mosquitoes come out to play.

And by play, I mean annoy.

Oh sure, I've sprayed myself with repellent. But it's not working—I'm still covered in bites. Grandpa says I need to use it to my "advantage." He thinks I should...

...outrun the mosquitoes.

Even though I don't know what school will look like in the fall, or if there will be a track season, I'm training as if there will be. That means trying to outrun my personal best...and if I'm lucky, being faster than those darn mosquitoes.

At the rate they're out, I should shatter my record. You know what they say—to win, it takes blood, sweat, and tears. I'm fine with that, but I'm going to make those pests work for my blood.

Gotta jet! Grandpa says the ground is dry around his field now—but who knows for how long Better start running!

Have a great weekend!

~ Chase Superman Duffy