Wednesday we took a little drive, and fourteen hours later we found ourselves far away in Hawkeye country. Other than a near-death experience in Jackson caused by a flooded section of Interstate highway and a raging thunderstorm that left numerous spun-out cars in the roadside ditches, the drive was quite smooth. The Daughter is having some reconstructive knee surgery tomorrow morning up here in Iowa City, so we're here for a few days to help get her through the first week. I was glad that the ribs and collarbone didn't bother me too much during the drive, although as usual I arrived feeling kind of dragged-out. Funny how driving will do that.
So this afternoon I took The Daughter's trainer outside into the cool, dry Iowa air, and spent an hour or so riding, mostly with a cloud of little gnats swarming around my face. It always surprises me how sweat actually evaporates up here. Even the drops that fell onto the concrete dried up before they could form the little puddles that I always get back home. We did spend a little time at the local bike shop, Geoff's Bike and Ski. It's a pretty nice little shop - lots of Specialized stuff, of course, but also a few Orbeas and other interesting bikes, along with things like snowboards. In NOLA, we have Bike and Lawn Mower shops. Here they have Bike and Ski shops. I never cared much about lawn mowers, but I think I could get into skis.
As for tomorrow, we'll be at the hospital for 7 am, and they'll almost certainly keep her overnight following the surgery, so we'll just have to play it by ear for the next couple of days.
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