Yes, we got slower. Or more accurately, I got slower as I'm the rate limiting factor in our speed.
I rolled out of bed at 4:45 and after realizing where I was and who wasn't where I was I knew I couldn't fall back asleep. So as per plan, I got dressed to ride. I didn't tell BE I was joining, after arriving late last night and having trouble falling asleep, I wasn't sure I'd wake up and want to ride. But of course I did. I love this stuff and I need the distraction.
Gorgeous morning, really when you think about it, most mornings and days and nights really are gorgeous in their own right. If you compare a winter morning to a winter expectation and a summer to a summer expectation and etc, you'll find that those ugly days are far and few between mostly.
Ugh, back to the ride. He arrived just ahead of me, and we set off right away. The topics, as usual, ranged far and wide. Ann Arbor. BE's scabs and scars from his petal snapping off on his commute 2 weeks ago. A theater production in the COVID era. BE's family drama continuing in Florida. I talked the most in the 3rd lap, might account for the slacking pace we held!
I drove to work so I could get the dog from the kennel on the way home. And I was tired! I didn't walk much at all during the day so I had 4000 steps due before bed. I left the worn out doggie at home and took off, seeing the streets I last walked or ran with LA and realized that I just didn't want to be in the house where he wasn't.
Wash dog, hummingbirds, clean up garden, Russian studies. Keep busy. That's the ticket. Lots to do!
In other news, in a discussion about starting up the Thursday morning run, we learned that DCs mom died Sunday, and he would be moving to Wisconsin in a month or two. Later that night, we learned that by cruel coincidence, ITs mom also died Sunday. Puts things in perspective for me. I left LA and my family behind Sunday to return to St Louis. Doesn't seem like such a tragic ordeal, now seeing what my friends are going through.
FULL Sturgeon Moon at 11:59am today. Got to see bits of it Sunday and Monday nights as it passed over the southern windows on my bed.
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