Best run ever. Early morning (okay, it was a little before 8am, but it’s Sunday, so it felt earlier), a little overcast at first, a nice cool day, and I only had to share Boston with a few other early risers. I’m only a couple of blocks from Boston Common (the Boston Common? Or just Boston Common?), so I headed there first. Beautiful. It’s the perfect park, with lots of paths crisscrossing and SO many trees. The entire thing was shady. (In the nice, cool, protected-from-the-sun way, not the scary/sketchy way). So I ran in random directions on the Common, passing the frog pond where a group of older people were practicing tai chi, and then along Beacon Street where I saw a guy throwing a ball for his dog. I headed up Tremont and then took some spur-of-the-moment twists and turns, and before I knew it, I was at Quincy Market. I hadn’t realized I was that close. So I ran through the market (too early for anything to be open) and circled back around to the Common (tai chi people were still at it). I ran by a church (and dodged around the early church-goers) whose bells I could hear from blocks away. The melody was close enough to “My Country ‘Tis of Thee” that it bugged me when it took a wrong turn into something else.
It felt fantastic. I really liked running around the city. Running through suburbia doesn’t have the same thrill. 🙂
Alright, I’ve stopped sweating, and I think I’ve cooled down enough to hop in the shower. The aquarium is next, and then Harvard, I think.