Me First and the Gimme Gimme MORE OF THAT QUALITY

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.