On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Monday, April 18, 2011

Van Cortlandt Park, take two

I think I make a kind of crappy blogger. I mean, this weekend, on an amazingly gorgeous Sunday, I went to an amazingly scenic park with an amazingly lovely friend for a run, and I took ZERO pictures. NONE.

I'm kind of cool with that, even if it means I have no pictures to show you. It was about enjoying the run and not about capturing it for posterity.

But, an exciting week ahead! Today, of course, is the Boston Marathon. Runners are already lining up in Hopkinton, ready to go. Even more exciting for me, I have a dentist's appointment this morning! (I do actually find it exciting. My dentist is very high tech and uses a camera to show me the inside of my mouth after he does the cleaning.)

On Wednesday, I'm joining a friend to visit the gym at Chelsea Piers - very chichi. I will go for a swim and then watch the sunset from the hot tub. Gosh, I hope they allow drinks into the pool area.

Finally, this weekend is Jack Rabbit's NYC Running Show! I'm going on Friday. Are you going? Say hello if you see me.

5 comments:

  1. Does the dentist do a before and after pic?

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  2. Not previously, but you've given me the idea that I should request one...

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  3. Speaking of Van Cortlandt, you still doing the half this Sunday? I am looking forward to it. Aron

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  4. Wait, wait, did you say you're swimming? Voluntarily?

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  5. I meant "swim" in the "ladies who lunch" sense... Sitting in the hot tub and enjoying myself. My hair will not get wet!

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