franklin hill turn around
Warm again this morning. I need to start my run sooner. I heard the coxswain below instructing the rowers, but I forget to look for them as I ran down the franklin hill. I don’t remember looking at the river at all. Did I? I was too distracted by people — bikers, runners, walkers.
Best part of the run: heading down the hill, feeling good, someone else running up the hill called out, looking strong! I called back, you too! Her words made me feel good and even stronger. Such a kind gesture. I started thinking again about these small exchanges and how they give us the chance to be both an I (who recognizes) and a you (who is recognized).
Listened to rowers, birds, and cheering runners as I ran north. Listened to Hamilton on my headphones on the way back south. it’s a blur sir
6 tries (with a hint from FWA): chirp / doubt / smoke / flank / wagon / KAZOO
In the morning
when the birds chirp
doubt goes up in smoke
delight outflanks grief
and regret hitches a wagon ride
out of town.
Only the faint buzz of his kazoo lingers
then joins in the cardinal chorus.
swim: 2.5 big loops (5 little loops)
cedar lake open swim
The first open swim at cedar! Wonderful. The water wasn’t too choppy or cold. Everyone was (mostly) swimming the right way. No leg cramps or worry about swimming off course.
- the beach was packed with people
- the water, which is usually clear here, was opaque
- a few silver flashes below me — fish?
- stopping near the beach for a minute, I looked down in the water and saw shafts of light
- itchy vines, floating into me
- I swam over one vine floating horizontally and it felt like I was getting a full body scan
- many of the vines were attached — at both beaches I swam through a thick forest of underwater vegetation
- no buoys, only lifeguards on kayaks set up in the middle of the lake, which was no problem for sighting (at least for me)
- 2 different paddleboarders crossed right in front of me
- birds flying over the lake above me — I couldn’t tell how big they were