or really who stole 2021? This year is absolutely flying by. Not complaining, I’m just not sure how it is Memorial Day Weekend already. Of course the weather to end the weekend also brought back this theme from early May last year. Give me unseasonably cold over last weekend’s unseasonably hot any day.
- I’ve always stolen “never miss a Monday” from Kim, but I’ve adapted that lately: Matty Mondays. A double dip of Matty Maggiacomo runs as I stacked a 45m and a 20m run. I was up and perky early and wanted to do 10K ish, but the route was blocked at 70th Street and I didn’t have an interest in running on the road during rush hour (noise, not safety), so I cut the southern end short and came in around 5.4 miles. Nice lengthening of weekday morning run, although I fat fingered the watch when pausing to mobile order my coffee and it ended up in two segments. Oh well, worse things have happened!
- Tuesday: a lovely morning walk through Central Park and an evening spent reading by the river. It’s amazing to realize it has been a year since George Floyd’s murder. There’s a lot going through my head about whether we can or should go back to pre-pandemic life and also the state of the justice system, but that’s a topic for another day and likely place. I found myself unexpectedly surprised when Kim mentioned on Friday that Mollie Tibbets’ murderer was found guilty. Is it bad when what should happen surprises us?
- Wednesday: if Monday was perky, Wednesday was the anti-perky. My get up and go got up and got up and went, but I got in a few miles with the flowers. It was the first of two back to back long Zoom days, so I was glad I went out even if I was sleep running. My run total was 4.01 and my total mileage for the day was 4.83. yep, desk day
- Thursday: office run group, belated Earth Day edition? So needed this run after Zooms from 9-445 straight. Screen fatigue is real!
- Friday: after work I headed to spend the night at Mom & Bob’s. Got out in the only dry window and had a chance to explore Mom’s peony garden. There’s also something to be said for my childhood room still being mine and not a guest room. The sheets usually do match though, but if you can’t find the pillowcase? Of course the answer is dinosaur.
- Saturday: dry window? Well there was one early, but it was also mid 40s and the bed was comfy so I didn’t get out until about 8a. As I mentioned, there are: 5 (Hook Mountain), 6 (the trail) and 7 (the Bridge) mile routes I can do from mom’s if I don’t want to drive to run. The trail was out due to the rain (and likely washed out too) and there’s no upside to the bridge if there’s no visibility, so the Hook it was. I first modified that route while marathon training for some hills, and did so further this time although not necessarily for hills or distance. On the plus side, the modified route took me through the hospital campus and I finally got the painted rocks so many of you have posted about. I was running by the old high school when I realized that the track was open for the first time in years. Of course I needed to do a lap. On Friday when we were running errands, mom mentioned wanting to go to the cemetery to check on dad’s flag which she’d replaced due to the prior one going walkabout (grr, stupid vandalism). We didn’t get there, and it’s just behind the high school so I ran up and hiked UP to dad’s stone-seriously, you don’t realize the altitude when you’re in a car! to say hi. The flag was still there despite the wind’s efforts to assist in vandalism. I then returned to the route and accidentally stumbled on River Hook, a nature preserve that wasn’t there or at least wasn’t marked before. A nice find at the turnaround point. I won’t lie, the rain got heavy at this point and I contemplated calling Mom for a lift home, but I was soaked already and what’s more wet? Let’s just say she lay down a towel so I should shuffle into the bathroom without leaving a trail. I dried out and while our BBQ moved indoors due to weather, temps, we had a fun visit with my brother, sister-in-law and their minions.
- Sunday: it’s pouring, which is part of why I came back late from mom’s last night. It’s not a bad train/bus trip, but in the rain it’s just not fun. I’m not leaving my apartment. I slept in and will probably cheat and start a #20BooksOfSummer book since I don’t have any two-day reads on Mt. TBR.