Cast of 1, cast of thousands

 One thing I particularly like about BSIM is that it is a small-ish race. In the low thousands rather than the ten-thousands. As a borderline agoraphobic introvert, I rather embrace the reality that there aren't crowds lining the 26.2-mile course. (As a musician I completely embrace the musical acts that appear at every mile!)

Indeed, except for the occasional long run with my marathon co-conspirators (this year it's son Dr, Pat), I prefer to run alone. A cast of one, without earbuds . . . just the music of nature, the music in my soul, and the voices in my head :~)

All that, however is set aside for three more weeks, as my one-man run has taken on a new cast member:

This ungainly fellow constantly reminds me that my running YakTrax were just inside the door while I was falling in the driveway, whilst salting early Monday morning. For 4 weeks he will be nagging me--until the cast comes off and I get a brace. 

Until then, I am off of the bike too (even indoors, even without using my left hand) . . . until I break the rule and begin to spin after 2 weeks. Meanwhile, it's careful walks, and jigsaw puzzling.

 

 

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