The Long Run – Two Bridges

Considering the week I’d had, I was feeling pretty good when Joe from Movement Movement and I started out on a 13 miler on Saturday afternoon.  It was down Gates avenue to Bedford, then Bedford through the Satmar portion of Williamsburg and up and over the Williamsburg bridge down the Eastside greenway back over the Manhattan and up Flatbush Avenue.

Manhattan from the Manhattan bridge. The sky was already looking ominous and Sandy was far far away.

By the time we got back to Joe’s place, we’d only hit 10.5 miles so we just ran around in circles like a couple of idiots until we hit 13. Then I went home, showered, changed, and headed straight to a wedding in which both husband and wife had run Boston qualifying times, the best man was some sort of uber double ultra ironman guy and I hung out all night with a guy who climbed Everest when he was nineteen.  Needless to say, it was not a crowd that would be impressed with my 13 miler.  But whatever, a man has to (re)start somewhere.

The Brooklyn Bridge as seen from the Manhattan Bridge

It was a gorgeous day.  Sandy was a long way off and Joe and I had plenty of time to discuss running, getting old, the pettiness endemic in progressive politics, and what we’d had for breakfast.  The miles go by so much faster when you’re sharing them with someone else.  Looking forward to many more runs like this as the days get colder.  I’m running pain free, it feels so good, even when it doesn’t.

Joe: “When I open my eyes, I’ll be just as fast as Ryan Hall.”

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