It's been a weird week for me. I didn't feel fully recovered from Sunday's run (which wasn't all that far) until Wednesday morning and even then I cut the morning run back. Yesterday, I started late and had to run a short little circle through the park. It was fun though.
Here's the map:
Hills and Water
After loping up Great Hill and passing the baseballs fields you arrive at the reservoir.
It was pretty crowded yesterday. How I got this empty shot, I don't know.
Everyone is supposed to run in one direction:
And, as you can see, no dogs, no bikes and no baby carriages. I've seen all three, though not, as a friend told me once he'd seen, a woman pushing a carriage with one hand, leading a dog with the other and urging her six year old child on a bike to hurry.
Not all the runners can read either:
I've begun to use the track for what I laughingly call my speed work and it's a little disconcerting to come barrelling around a curve to find someone in your lane. Then you both have to guess who is going to step aside. (I am in such a bad mood these days.)
I made a short stop at the bridge where everyone stretchs. It's hard to take a picture of it without someone being shown in a compromising position.
Then I went down to the Bridle Trail which also goes around the reservoir. It's wider but the roadway is filled with ankle twisting holes and crevices.
Alas, it is no longer filled by horses with bridles. The last stable in New York City closed about a month ago, so these were about the biggest bridled creatures on the trail yesterday.
Here's another look out across the water. When I moved to New York ten years ago the fence around the res was a big ugly rusty chain link. Donations and money from the Jackie Onassis Foundation gave us this beautiful thing to see in the city.
I got back out onto the roadway and was lucky enough to meet up up a runner who was just a little faster than me. I pushed hard to stay up with her all the back to the finish. Then I headed home.
Joe(i'm getting better all the time.)Nation
