Yes, I realize the Beatles made this song famous but in all seriousness, NYC has craved and died for a day like today. The last 3 months have been nothing short from miserable, cold, and blech. Today I started my day celebrating with family a ritual for my new nephew (let’s just say for a guy I’m sure it’s painful;)). As luck would have it, one of my brother’s friends lives in Brooklyn and gave me a ride home. No NJT fail this time!
Manhattan skyline from the Brooklyn Navy Yard
As soon as I arrived home, I threw my stuff down, threw on some SHORTS!!, a long sleeve, sunglasses and sneakers. Nothing else. Wow – I was at least 5lbs lighter;) Today was supposedly a ‘recovery’ day but the weather was just too supercalifragelisticexpialadocious to do that;) As soon as my feet hit the pavement, it was as if I was running on air. I felt amazing and could smell spring. With each step, I felt more alive and happy to be out there. I passed through the Hassidic section of Greenpoint and saw a few of them walking around. Through Williamsburg and the hipsters on parade. Over the Williamsburg bridge which was throbbing with people. So amazing. So great. As I weaved in and out of people it didn’t bother me. I was just happy to be out there and free. As I made it to the Brooklyn Bridge, the homestretch of the run, I knew it’d be a crazy scene.
It didn’t disappoint. I think every tourist in NYC was on the bridge at 5pm. As I weaved through the people, I gained speed. I saw the sun starting its descent on the west side and the pretty shadows on the skyscrapers. Heavenly.
Winding down the run I was reminded on why I run. I run for days like today. I run to be free from all that is around me. To this I say, bring me another one of these tomorrow.
Runners high. Check. 6 weeks to go til Beantown. All engines are a go. Bring on spring. Gotham is ready and able to handle all your happiness:)