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Today we celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary with a nice little bike ride, some afternoon silliness and then a dinner at Warehouse Bistro, which has become our traditional anniversary dinner. And, so, it was pretty much entirely perfect.
Our traditional anniversary selfie:
Six years and a lot of fun. Here’s to more adventures:
These were from earlier in the month, at the Pergamon Museum in Berlin:
She put together a wonderful trip.
We are back. Everything is just as we left it. Happy to see our things. Nice to wake up in my own bed. It was a terrific trip, a wonderful adventure, and we are pleased to be back.
Woke the cycling computer up today.
Just a brief ride. I haven’t been on my bike since April, I’m sad to say. But I’ve been busy. So we took a quick loop around the time trial route and over a few little hills, reminding my bike who I was.
And my bike said, “Oh. Slower than usual, huh?”
Yes. But it was nice to feel the handlebars again and sweat over the headset and remember I still struggle on climbs.
One of the things about travel is that, if you are gone for long enough you begin to make a list of things you miss about home. I missed pavement, as opposed to cobbles. I missed free refills on ice water. I missed not having to pay to visit a restroom.
I missed barbecue:
So we’re making up for that tonight.
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.
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.
