This was a short race. I’m not fast enough for the short races. Instead of swimming and riding and running, I volunteered. My job involved standing in the road, stopping traffic and directing runners. I stood just down from these trees, listened to the breeze and yelled “Run to me! Run to me!” a lot.
Then we went here:
For these:
I recommend these two:
(The best thing about square doughnuts is that you get four extra bites.)
We went for a ride along the Chattahoochee River on Saturday, a nice 43-mile ride. The river looks like this:
And part of the ride looks like this:
Of course, as we have noted in this space before, we only go over there to ride for the breakfast. When in Columbus, visit the nice people at Plucked Up Chicken and Biscuits. You’ll thank me for it later.
Baseball that night:
And the days turn to nights and the days after, faster and faster.
That’s outside Telfair Peet, the theatre building. We were there for a show tonight. If you’re in or near Auburn you need to come see this show this weekend.
Dr. Tessa Carr, who wrote and directed the show, is a friend of ours. We’ve been talking about this performance for months. It sounded great and played even better. Go see “The Integration of Tuskegee High School.”
What Tessa wrote about this show gets right to the point of the performance:
All of the players are college students. And in every show I’ve seen they always do a great job, especially when you consider the demands on their time. And even moreso in this case, some of the actors and actresses aren’t theater majors or have never been on stage before.
Also, I know some of the people being portrayed in the play, and know most of the names of the rest. A few of them were in the audience. That must be wild, to see yourself portrayed on stage.
They’re doing a Q&A after the show, and that’s worth hearing, particularly when the people who lived in those moments are there to take part. But the show itself, the show is powerful and terrific.
UPDATE: They’ve uploaded the full show. It is full of important history lesson that we should remember, lest we forget:
Beautiful, gorgeous spring day. We went for a bike ride because today was the sort of day you’d custom order if you could and bottle up if you knew how. We didn’t train or hit maximum heart rates or set any personal bests. But we did enjoy the sound of two silent wheels and the warmth of the sun and the stillness of the air.
And even if the time did not meet your very low expectations, you could still find views like this.
I’m never good at remembering this, so I’ll need you to remind me of it, but moments like this are why you always say yes, I do want to go ride.