It was 60 degrees today, and I took full advantage of it. After Mike and Jacob ended their brief visit (a 36-hour trip to NYC to take in a Rangers game), I went out on a 6.8 mile run, across the Brooklyn Bridge, and then back across the Manhattan Bridge, and over to the Lincoln/Berkeley playground where I rendezvoused with Cathleen and the kids. I hadn't done a bridge run, I think, since training for the marathon in '06, and it was magnificent. Running up the Brooklyn Bridge, with a view of New York Harbor and the Statue of Liberty to your left, the sprawling majesty of downtown ahead of you...I can't imagine a better view for an urban run. Coming back across the Manhattan Bridge was a little tougher -- early on at one point I had the N train passing next to me, and as I turned my head away to the other side for fresh air, I caught a wave of raw fish smell arising off of a Chinatown side street. But I needed the challenge of that run (and given my current level of conditioning, it was a challenge), and as I descended off the bridge I could feel my face radiating heat...one of those "I'm alive" feelings you get from a hard workout.
For dinner, we grilled (grilled!) spice-rubbed chicken parts, and ate them with potato salad and a green salad. All of me felt like it was two months hence, and it was revitalizing. Although this winter has been disappointingly tame weather-wise, it has felt long and hard, no doubt as a result of how sick I (and we) have been. Tomorrow aims to be cold again, but today's weather should keep me going strong right up to our Florida trip (a mere 17 days away).
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