Dinner with friends tonight.
That’s not a bad view.
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8
Jun 15
Jogging memories
Day three, jet lag levels have returned to almost normal.
Went out for a little recovery run today, got in another 5K. That’s 12 miles in three days. Figured I’d complained about walking enough, I may as well move around in some other way.
This is where I ran:
We took our engagement pictures in that park — during a nor’easter. Something like 15 inches of snow on the ground that day.
“Let’s sit on this bench and take a picture! It’ll be cute!” she said.
Snow-covered benches.
The picture is cute, but don’t tell her.
The park is near where The Yankee grew up. She probably climbed all of the trees in that park. Probably in a few nor’easters.
Here’s one of those trees now. Even for a maple this seemed like it was giving up too soon.
But that’s just the sun, come out to play.
7
Jun 15
Hope in Motion 10K
This week, from Monday through Thursday, I walked 34 miles in new loafers over the cobblestones of Berlin. Walked so much I have some weird muscle strain across the top of my foot. On Friday, of course, we flew home.
There was a cancer research fundraiser in Stamford today — a 5K walk, a 5K run and a 10K run.
So naturally we went out and ran the 10K.
I do not know what is happening.
Signs from the groups massing for the walk:
Big hugs after the finish line:
Mid-run thoughts: Every uphill is just a downhill you haven't met yet.
— kenny smith (@kennysmith) June 7, 2015
Supporters along the way. Some days they boost the morale more than others:
In the little festival area they had near the finish line there were boards with markers and posters and note cards. People were coming through and writing the names of the people they were running and walking for. It was quite moving.
If you want a little feel-good emotion wake up early some weekend and volunteer at a cancer run. It’ll change your day.
6
Jun 15
She’s not moving
She likes suitcases normally, anyway, but now she’s determined that we aren’t going anywhere with out her.
She’s seen lots of suitcases. I wouldn’t be surprised if she really has put that together.
Allie forgave me, finally, this afternoon. She was demonstratively mad. Running away from us, becoming dead weight if I tried to pick her up and disappearing as quickly as possible.
That’s what you get for leaving me, hooman.
Finally she gave in and came over for a cuddle before dinner.
I am so tired. Surely it doesn’t take everyone else as long to overcome jet lag as I do.
5
Jun 15
We’re back in the US
And it is also National Donut Day.
So we celebrated by having donuts in two countries. Germany on the left, and in Connecticut, after a long day, on the right.
Our flight went through Amsterdam. Sadly, their airport does not have a Dunkin Donuts. How awesome would it have been to have donuts in three countries?
And, now, to sleep for about three days.
