and I really wish someone would invent a brain/typed words app because I wrote most of this on the run, but sitting down to type it…especially as WordPress is glitchy today
This ad keeps popping up on Facebook. I love my ghost puns and have a fun 26.Boo one, but this might also need to happen. It is just so perfect. This week marked six months of working from home. I can’t wrap my head around that. Who knew we’d still be in the middle of this on March 12?
This week was so up and down. Personally, I’m OK but 9/11 came out of nowhere this year and hit hard. I think it was the late Labor Day Weekend that was why it snuck up. I realized there are adults – 18 and 19 year olds – who weren’t alive when this happened. WOW. Rewinding to Labor Day Weekend before I get into this week’s runs.
For a long time I had a thing for bridges. Basically trying to walk them all. That fell off as I’d done most of the interesting ones, but after last Saturday’s Queens run, I decided it was time to have fun with bridges again in the name of a five borough staycation. Yeah, Sunday’s “rest day” wasn’t. I did take the ferry, but ended up wandering around DUMBO and generally reframing my “I’m stuck here on a long weekend because can’t get a rental car” into “I have the opportunity to explore in a way I haven’t in a couple of years”. That was something I’d mentioned as “cost” of marathon training, I’d missed walking. So it was really a lot of fun to “rediscover” my city including an amazing sunset ferry ride.
- never miss a Monday: since I’d done Brooklyn and Queens over the weekend, I decided this was going to be a five borough weekend. I have been trying to find the bridge from Randalls Island to the Bronx, and I finally did! Not the one above though as my Achilles was still feeling Saturday’s bridge, but the flat Randalls Island Connector for a nice six miles. After freshening up, I head back to the ferry and took it to Lower Manhattan where I walked to the Staten Island Ferry for some Dairy Queen. Yes, I will borough hop for ice cream. It was a pleasant surprise to find the outlet mall open, and I did enjoy some “back to school” shopping at the GAP outlet. Just like school days. A stunning sunset brought be back home and refreshed to start the work week.
- Tuesday: planned off day. A walk to Target but nothing exciting aside from this Little Free Library find and hauling a new chair up the stairs.
- Wednesday: “office run group”, which is currently just two of us. A nice five mile loop for each of us from our respective starting points and a nice, hard speed workout.
- Thursday: “off” steps wise, but most definitely not off. Part of the living room project I’ve talked about over the last few weeks is replacing the futon with a sleeper chair. My living room is too small for the futon, and it hasn’t opened into a full size bed in years, so this was no loss guest space wise. A neighbor helped me take out the futon mattress, but we forgot about the rule that requires a mattress disposal bag, so it was a rain dash to Home Depot to get one before it closed. The chair was easy to assemble, although it hasn’t yet landed in its TV-watching space.
- Friday: September 11th. Oof. I knew I’d run to the Memorial as has become my tradition, but I didn’t have firm plans. I live on the east side, but it felt right to run down the Hudson, which was a nice way of re-visiting some marathon training routes. I followed a beautiful sunset down the Hudson River and arrived at the Memorial just as dusk hit and immediately felt tears creeping in. Usually it’s an easy entrance to the Memorial from the West Side, but with COVID rules, there’s one entrance and exit, so I didn’t actually get to the memorial itself. I was OK with this, as I really didn’t like the idea of being penned in on the anniversary. I looked at my mileage, did the math to the ferry terminal and knew what was coming. I took a slight detour, which also resulted in the photo above (for those of you who know the city – I dipped south to Battery Park instead of going east on Wall) and 8.9 miles on the watch when I got to the ferry. I did a couple laps of the pier before boarding and the run ended up as 9.11 miles. The first I’ve done that and I spent the ferry ride home just thinking about the last 19 years. It was also weird to be out after dark, which hasn’t happened much in the last six months.
- Saturday: a dear running friend marked one year since cancer surgery with eighteen miles. I couldn’t run with her, but I walked a loop of the Great Lawn and saw this on my way home. We then met back up for dinner at Pier I, my first time there for dinner in almost a year. COVID really has done a number on “normal”, but this was a wonderful day to celebrate life.
- Sunday Runday: this run was hard, but pretty with some fall flowers. I was thirstier than normal and my legs were dead. It’s definitely time for a down week. Finishing trying to set up my living room and enjoying some football.