I carried my camera with me on the first part of my run yesterday. I did not drop it, but my mp3 player "bounced" on the Congress Ave. sidewalk once. It survived.
First pic: Stevie Ray, at Auditorium Shores, always provides some inspiration during a run. It also means that a water stop is nearby.
View from Congress Ave. bridge, looking east.
I was so struck by these two gentlemen as I ran by them, that I had to stop, circle back, and hope they were still talking so I could get the shot. On Congress Ave. The man in the apron stood with such elegant angles, and they were both so dignified in their own way. I think the picture almost captures what I saw in them.
View of the Capitol Building from the north.
Slightly off my route, on the UT campus. MLK statue, with the UT Tower in the background. Worth the detour to get the picture.
The running is going well right now. I was able to run while in Colorado. It was only a little cooler temp-wise, but the humidity was really low. So nice. I did 12 miles on Tuesday, and my shorts were not even soaked with sweat when I finished. I'm set to do 18 miles tomorrow. The first 20 miler of this training cycle is next week. 20 miles in mid-August. Ugh.
Got to see Brad last weekend before going to Colorado. We celebrated his 39th birthday, by staying out late, and having some high quality margaritas. Manuel's ranks in the top three, in my book. We also stopped by the Cedar Door for Mexican Martinis. After dropping Carrie off at home, Brad and I headed out again. We hit two more bars downtown, but wisely did not drink anymore. We were there to throw darts and play shuffleboard. As usual, he got the best of me at darts, and I was killing him at shuffleboard when they kicked us out of the bar at closing time. Brad was suprised that not too many stumbling drunks were evident as we walked to the car. I assured him that they were all leaving the bars on 6th street, and that we were in the more responsible warehouse district. He was not convinced, and the sight of two guys urinating in nearby bushes called into question my assertion of respectability.
The next day, Brad's wife finally called to wish him happy birthday, after I had worn him down in a sweatfest of a disc golf game. He needed that inspiration a little earlier, Dina.
Gotta go. Thanks for reading, everybody.
Leave a comment today, please, just so I know that you were here. You don't have to be clever, really.
Peace,
Js4
10 comments:
Milford says, "Quit blogging and come home to snuggle me."
1 uncleaver comment per your request. sd
Hey Jay --
From one blogger to another, I've really been enjoying your blog this summer. I LOVE your pictures especially, and I continue to be amazed by your running ability. I've been vicariously enjoying the freedom inherent in the "Summer of Jay! Thanks for putting your experiences out there. Sean and I can't wait to get together with you, Carrie, & the rest of the usual suspects soon. Cheers! Julie
Ooh - the "UnCleaver." Is that like the UnCola?" Is it glue?
i have sorely missed living vicariously through you since i've been at the lake for the last week. tell carrie jo to call me when she has a chance to sit and chat. xo
As requested: 1 thoroughly un-clever comment to say that I was here.
I've enjoyed all the summer posts. Hope school starts well for you. Leslie went back last Thursday. Her students resume this coming Friday. Deanna started First Grade today.
Nice, I love to be "outed" in a blog for the world to read. Did you mention the birthday serenading included genuine train noise from all my friends on his bday? Did I mention I was UNDERGROUND for the whole morning and couldn't get a signal out to call?!
Thanks for keeping him happy and well-watered on his birthday, Jay. Good luck next week!
you forgot to mention that I was mounting a furious comeback when we were bounced from the bar.
Dina,
"Undeground"? Is that the word you are using for hungover these days?
Jay
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