I'd meant to get up and run TO work this morning, which would have been my first time going in that direction. But the more I thought about it, the less I could remember what clothes were in my locker, much less if any of it was appropriate for a designer sitting at his desk drafting all day or having client meetings.
So instead, I emptied my pockets, took my running clothes in a plastic bag, and resolved to run after work.
I'd planned this 6-miler, to be sure, but by the time 4:30 rolled around and I'd been slowly getting tight and cramped in my legs all day, I thought maybe this would be a three or four-miler, ending where I usually do at Chambers street.
Now, my lungs did not behave. I'm coughing up a lot of junk - this is not a good sign. And despite three puffs of albuterol, I still had some asthmatic reaction, especially in the second and third miles. My lungs didn't open up after that, but I seemed to be able to go longer on what I had, if that makes any sense. Perhaps it was the playlist for today - a random shuffle of Me First and the Gimme Gimmes first seven albums. I especially enjoy "Love Their Country" (all country music covers) and "Ruin Johnny's Bar Mitzvah", which is the funniest album I've heard in a while.
So by the time I hit Chambers, with no deadline on my time tonight, I decided what the hell, why not at least go see what the Brooklyn Bridge looks like today. I ran over there, then started up the slope. Had the pedestrians and bicyclists been their usual spastic selves, I would have ended the run at 4.5 miles. But everybody seemed to be behaving as well as can be expected and I trotted up the bridge. I walked a good deal on that segment, of course, but not quite as much as I might have. And the downhill and connecting segment to the subway was a smooth, continuous jog. Not fast - I was getting pretty tired - but continuous; and I am very happy with that.
Once I got home: hm... therapy or shower? therapy or shower? I decided therapy comes first. And...I took Mable's cone off. She's been fully healed for a little more than a week, now - I was just waiting for the scratching behaviour to fade, which it has. She didn't even scratch at her head after the cone came off - she just set about cleaning her coat thoroughly. been 45 minutes and she's probably still at it.