Back to the Burn

I put on the running shoes for the first time tonight since I've moved to New York. Come to think of it, it may have been the first time since I left Florida last August. 37:05 later I almost wish I hadn't put them on at all. It's never much fun to start over. The curiosity of the first time is gone and the memory of the best time always forgets what it took to get there.

I'm going to call the route I ran tonight the Lighthouse Loop. There's a lighthouse on the north point of Roosevelt Island and tonight, I looped it. One down.