|Young man, old man.|
But Michele and her family have gone and the house seems vacant, just the four of us an my folks. Seriously quiet. We took the day on Tuesday to head to Rockland, a first for the kids, actually. Maine to them has always been about staying in and running about the cove. A day trip for movies in an old movie house, window shopping, egg creams and art museums, these big kid things to do. It is a different world.
Distance: 8 miles
Duration: 1: 12:13
Avg Pace: 9:01
Route: Rt. 220 and Martin Point
Melancholy, final run in Friendship for the season. And it's much, much cooler today. Thanks for that, like I didn't know the summer is drawing to a close.
Yesterday was my father's 80th birthday. We had wine hour here at the Barnstable and the entire cove showed up. It was a real party.
Yes, a melancholy run. Just couldn't build up any speed, I was highly aware of each and every hill. But the sun started to shine the minute I stepped out and the temperature rose. Up Rt. 220 past the cemetery, then back on Martin's Point for a complete eight miles headed back into Flood's Cove.
Who knows. Maybe I will attempt Saturday's four mile run tomorrow before we leave. And then there's Boston.
Temperature: 55° - 63°
Climate: cool and clear
Intake: yogurt & granola
Water Stop: no
Summer 2015. Greek yogurt, marathon training and Huarache Lights.
What's That Lyric?
Psychic City - Yacht