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After several weeks of dressing up our cactus as four different
potential namesakes, the tribe has spoken on which name they like
best. The winning name won in a landslide as more than half the tribe
voted for this sucker. For those who were not at the workout yesterday
the winner is…………WYATT EARP!
So there I was on Monday evening running along with a group of my training partners underneath a beautifully clear sky without a care in the world when all of a sudden out of freaking nowhere a major Monsoon storm rolls up. Sure it was beautiful at first with the clouds creating a stunning sunset, but then… SHIT GOT REAL. We don’t like to do things half ass in Arizona and the Monsoon rain always follows suit, because when it rains in Arizona in doesn’t just sprinkle it pours.
Every year during the summer months, Arizona enters into what we call monsoon season. Monsoon season brings with it summer storms that can be visually spectacular. If you haven’t seen a lightning storm in Arizona you are missing out because they light up the sky. Last night’s storm was no different. The lightning show was breathtaking! But, these lightning strikes can be dangerous and the damaging winds that often accompany them can down trees and snap power lines.
Today was awesome.
It was #NP_PHX ‘s first PR workout and EVERYONE absolutely crushed it.
I thought for sure it would be a ghost town this morning as it was well into the 90s by sunrise and schools started up again this week, but again the tribe proved me wrong. I don’t know why it hasn’t gotten through my thick skull that this group is CRAZY #weatherproof and isn’t even the least bit phased by excessive heat warnings or threats of being late to class.
The tribe has spoken: The Saguaro needs a name.
It has been decided that the Saguaro will be named after a famous Arizonan, native or transplant, that has done our state proud. We’ve narrowed down the huge (HUGE) list of super awesome people that have called Arizona home down to four categories- a suns legend, a politician, an outlaw, and an Olympian. And from that, one finalist from each category.
This morning one of my patients at the hospital was watching the movie Field of Dreams. I walked into his room during the scene where Ray and Terence Mann are just standing there dumbfounded as the baseball players are just coming out of the cornfields in droves to play at the field that Ray built. I couldn’t help but laugh because my brother and I had shared an almost identical moment this morning as we stood there in amazement at the number of new faces that just continued to roll into the parking lot and take off toward the stairs.
Well hello there.
While the majority of you are all across the country and jumping for joy over the thought of summer, we here in Phoenix cringe at the very idea of it. The entire city becomes a ghost town in the summer time. And yes…there are actually tumbleweeds blowing across our deserted streets. The “snow birds” flock away, the baseball stadiums are boarded up, and the golf clubs are left strewn across the streets because they will melt your hand off if you attempt to touch them. It’s a dry heat, but it’s no joke.