Run To Remember

I know I've said this a million times: we ran the Brooklyn Promenade about 30 minutes before the planes hit the towers. The attacks were underway as we ran. The day was crystalline. I've run every September 11 since that day with one exception when I was sick. I headed out today, late afternoon, in a drizzle. I did 3.3 miles. I don't know how fast.

I run in honor of the dead and hope to honor them thusly as long as I can.

I say this each year, more or less. It does not change for me. It is immutable. September 11 is a major motivator of my running. I'm sure there is some crazy psychological thing tied up with this but I feel that as long as I run I honor the memory of all of those who died.

Labor Day

I got out today with an old friend who took up cycling recently for better overall fitness, so she and I are pedaling in the same direction, so to speak. She led us up this bike path in Westchester that I recalled traveling by bike with friends way back in the eighth grade, in the days before we wore helmets, and the weather today, just as then, was so fine. After the ride we had a BBQ feast, three couples, eight kids, on a big back porch. God bless Labor Day.

The numbers:

Distance: 19.44 miles
Time: 1.32.53 hours
Mx Speed: 20.5 mph
Av Speed: 12.5 mph
Mx HR: 173 bpm
Av HR: 134 bpm
Burned: 1203 calories