One of many many boarded up shops due to the COVID19 closures and recent looting fears. This one chose to make the best of it, and it was a wonderful sight on my morning walks.
I really love this campaign and hope people keep it up, because it’s something we all need even when the world isn’t actively imploding.
This Friday marked 13 weeks working from home. While we all knew it wasn’t going to be the week it first seemed, I don’t think we expected it would be this long. There is no end date on the immediate horizon, so as much as I hate the cliche, the new normal is quite true.
I was happy to cement my new routine of morning run/walk a little further this week and it’s working well. A large upside is I have more time and structure to read, which always makes me happy, and a good break from screens. This summer’s crime fiction binge is Diane Capri’s The Hunt for Jack Reacher and a few of the related titles in Lee Child’s opus. I don’t love Reacher as a character, but this new to me series is fun. Also took the time to read Robin DiAngelo’s White Fragility and look forward to tackling more in this vein.
The running was nothing exciting, but it was pain free which made me so happy. Sunday I broke in my “new” (Cyber Monday purchase) shoes. Amazing how long the running out of miles shoes last when you cut waaay down on running. These are my last 1080s so I need to find a new shoe that works for me soon. The shoe’s accessory? Caterpy tie dyes. Boring (to me) shoes are illegal and I’m so glad to have discovered Caterpy at the marathon expo.
- never miss a Monday: even though I ran Sunday, it really was more of a walk so I ran Monday. Much of my northern route is closed as a security perimeter around Gracie Mansion. So I had to wiggle west and content with more traffic as we hit Phase I. A decent, pain-free run.
- Tuesday: baby ducks! A beautiful morning walk before it got too hot.
- Wednesday: Elizabeth and I met for some miles, and smiles. It’s so nice to be able to run safely with people. A little bit of the old normal.
- Thursday: was supposed to be a washout, but no one told the clouds. A beautiful sun-kissed Met Museum on my walk before work. I love that the fountains are back on.
- Friday: northern route still closed, so I went south to get in a couple of miles before work. Beautiful dry summer morning.
- Saturday: I was really missing the Hudson RIver. I still haven’t figured out sunsets without the buses being an option, but I did walk back and forth across Manhattan. Sounds fancier and further than it is — it’s only about 2 miles from my apartment to Eleanor Roosevelt, where I met a friend for some wonderful walk and talk. It wasn’t that I ever ate at the cafe, but I knew I was going to miss cutting through here to get to the Hudson, the easiest way from me. Needless to say, COVID and usual construction delays meant nothing has started, so we could still walk through. It looked surreal, but also gorgeous. Why is there a traffic circle in a park? Go ask Robert Moses. Riverside Park is a beautiful mess. I then headed back to Carl Schurz for some reading. All in all about 7 miles, which felt good.
- Sunday Funday Runday: I had no plan other than running. I went out a little later than recently as my body said pause and I listened. I decided on Central Park and wanted to explore the little pool (appropriately named, The Pool) that Elizabeth and I visited briefly a few weeks ago. It was lush, stunning and serene. Can’t wait to run it with fall foliage. The northern end of Central Park is just amazing. My legs were tired after Saturday’s long walk, so I called it good at 5K and went to get coffee and a breakfast sandwich to read in the park in the tee shirt I bought after last year’s Mini. Sometimes we need the simple things.