5.45 miles
franklin hill turn around
38 degrees
wind: 13 mph / gusts: 27 mph
Sunny, windy, cooler. Wore one of my mild winter combinations: running tights, shorts, long-sleeved shirt, sweatshirt, vest, gloves, headband that covers my ears. I overdressed. Had to take off the sweatshirt near the top of Franklin. A good run. I’m running 30 seconds faster per mile and feeling stronger in the cooler weather than I did when it was warmer.
Yesterday, I woke up feeling not quite right. I slept a lot during the day. Almost a sore throat. Took a covid test: negative. Still feel a little off today. Is it a cold? Should I cancel my annual check-up that’s scheduled for tomorrow?
I deactivated my twitter account and haven’t checked the news since the election. Mostly I’m not thinking about what is coming, and instead focusing on writing, trying to help my kids with their struggles, and living (temporarily?) in the world I’ve built through my practice.
10 Things
- the surface of the river was burning white through the bare trees
- forest branches creaking and moaning in the wind
- one or two trees in the floodplain forest still green
- bright pink bubble-letter graffiti under the 1-94 bridge
- 4 stones stacked on the ancient boulder
- Daddy Long Legs walking with someone today — I think every other time I’ve seen him, he’s been alone
- a pale blue sky with one or two puffs of cloud
- a biker slowing climbing the franklin hill on the road, a car following behind impatiently then hastily passing him
- an empty bench facing an open view — so much air and sun and softness
- walking up the hill close to the trees on the slope, I noticed a blanket spread out, hidden in the grass — was someone sleeping in it?
For the first half of the run, I listened to the gorge and my feet and the wind. For the second half, I put in my “It’s Windy” playlist.