This week I shan't wait until Wednesday to dole out morsels from the weekend. Not that anything momentous occurred. I did take Saturday off, so I had an actual weekend. I know I was just on vacation a month ago (exactly a month, I note, since my menatplay subscription expired today), but I needed a break. People were ghastly last week. Here's to a fresh new start tomorrow! ::clink::
Friday was Haircut Day and that's always good. That was followed by an evening trolling from loft to Open House loft, with a few bar stops interspersed, as beautiful downtown Dayton, Ohio was hosting one of its Urban Nights. The lofty spaces were typically high-ceilinged with exposed beams and plumbing. Hence the name, I suppose. I used to think I'd love a space like that, but the more I looked, the more they felt kind of sterile to me. A few were warmed up a touch, but as I get older, I want cozier. Nesty. I don't need much space. I have way more than I need now and I have this urge to purge belongings and simplify. We'll see.
Saturday's highlight came early. I've mentioned running recently. I've rekindled my love of it, after a brief lapse. I haven't run any races in quite some time, though. Saturday I did a 5K. Despite my lack of speed training, no intervals or fartlek or tempo runs, I did OK...for a man of my vintage. Is that enough qualifications for you? 21:10 for the 5K. Not stellar, I know, but since it was a small race, it was good enough to win my age group, hence the medal pictured. See the masks of comedy and tragedy? So totally appropriate for me, Gemini to my bone, that those should be depicted. I was feeling frisky earlier and almost posted a cheesy picture of my naked torso wearing only the medal, kinda like this guy did with his: Then discretion took over and I didn't.