I'm back

back to The Line.

Things were dicey there for a minute. Couldn't decide: streets or St.Francis.

Streets=salt, after 200m, you KNOW some would get into your running shoe.

St.Francis=slush, frozefeetz.

Decisions, decisions.

Saw the parks peeps doing they thang, so...St.Francis it was. Glad I did. The Line was BEAUTIFUL. Wow. Takes me back to summer with Pret, those kind'a heart stirring days. The trees with snow branches, the path with fluffy snow-great for the knees, really a treat. Runners on The Line today gave each other a knowing nod, we knew what we had there.

Lock and crew did the streets. They really missed out.

Missed Pret, we spoke, but hadda work. Damn. Was maybe goin' for a post work run. Can't do it. Damn. Ships passing in the night.

G has housewarming Sat night. Night before Manhattan half, dunno. Really should go, really a sweetheart, we think alot alike-scary that. But need early bedtime. We'll see.

Tonight: HOUSE IS BACK!!! My hero!!!

More snow tonight, dunno for manana, but today was primo...dude...