Making up for yesterday
Jan. 29th, 2006 08:06 pmAfter all of the sleep yesterday, I woke up this morning feeling very good. I actually got up early enough to go to mass, though only because I was scheduled to read the lesson. The psalm today (111) was especially fun, since it is full of happy pronouncements (e.g. "The works of the Lord are great"). I like reading the first half of the verse and having the congregation read the second half, partially because it's so much fun (for me, at least) to hear my voice ringing out in the church. The other fun psalms are the ones where God smites our enemies, in quite inventive and bloody ways. Someone told me that the psalms are David journaling.
After a pleasant brunch with
maestrateresa, I went out to the Baylands park, which is about a mile from where I work, on the other side of the golf course.
learnteach suggested it as a great place to do training walks, and I decided I would first go the driving range, then find the park and check out the paths. The day, which had started out overcast, had become bright and sunny, and the driving range was packed, so I headed to the park.
Baylands Park is actually a protected marsh right next to the San Francisco Bay. I parked down at one end, and began walking along the Marsh Path, which lead around (you guessed it) the marsh. The sky was clear and blue, with a few fluffy white coulds here and there, and a cool breeze blew over the marsh. The foothills across the bay were a backdrop for birds flying above the reeds, or picking their way through the water, looking for food. I passed a heron and what looked like sandpipers. It was glorious.
So I kept going. And going. Ah, thought I, that doesn't look very far. And the day is beautiful. About four miles later, on the other side of the marsh, I desperately needed to pee and to blow my nose, and the cool wind, now cold, had blown in dark clouds to replace the white and hide the sun. I didn't pay as much attention to the last three miles, though I recognized that the marsh would be exceptionally beautiful if I weren't in too big a hurry to look.
The best thing about getting back to my car (after visiting the restroom) is that I walked almost seven miles and my knees didn't hurt. (For those keeping score, I burned 1125 calories/8 WW points.) I also have new confidence that I'll be able to get to the point of doing twenty miles up and down hills. But for now, more sleep.
After a pleasant brunch with
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Baylands Park is actually a protected marsh right next to the San Francisco Bay. I parked down at one end, and began walking along the Marsh Path, which lead around (you guessed it) the marsh. The sky was clear and blue, with a few fluffy white coulds here and there, and a cool breeze blew over the marsh. The foothills across the bay were a backdrop for birds flying above the reeds, or picking their way through the water, looking for food. I passed a heron and what looked like sandpipers. It was glorious.
So I kept going. And going. Ah, thought I, that doesn't look very far. And the day is beautiful. About four miles later, on the other side of the marsh, I desperately needed to pee and to blow my nose, and the cool wind, now cold, had blown in dark clouds to replace the white and hide the sun. I didn't pay as much attention to the last three miles, though I recognized that the marsh would be exceptionally beautiful if I weren't in too big a hurry to look.
The best thing about getting back to my car (after visiting the restroom) is that I walked almost seven miles and my knees didn't hurt. (For those keeping score, I burned 1125 calories/8 WW points.) I also have new confidence that I'll be able to get to the point of doing twenty miles up and down hills. But for now, more sleep.