Some unrelated, random thoughts….
The path back to running continues to be elusive. Still, I had two decent runs this weekend. I did 3 miles yesterday, and in less than 30 minutes. I only did 2 miles today but that was after 30 minutes on the elliptical machine. There is cause for optimism. The forecast calls for day-time high temps to under 100* by the end of the week. Perhaps I can start running outdoors.
While at the gym today I saw a terrific vintage automobile; a Rolls Royce. I am not really much of a ‘car guy’ but this is impressive. It’s the kind of car one might see in Palm Springs… being driven by Norma Desmond’s chauffeur.
While on the treadmill I kept scanning faces in the gym trying to see who might own it. I never saw anyone that seemed a likely candidate.
Belly Dancers embarrass me. I am not sure why. It would be understandable enough if I were the one dancing but I get embarrassed just sitting there while a woman twirls around with the finger cymbals and the flowing scarfs and, in this case, a candle balanced on her head. Harper’s Other Dad and I went out for Indian food last night. Just before we finished, music started and a Belly Dancer appeared. Next time we eat faster.
I am way behind in my Vanity Fair reading. Cliche though it may be, I have been a loyal VF reader for many years. Every month they offer a wide range of articles about things that (usually) interest me. Yes; it has more fashion information than I ever want to know. Yes; it is at least 25% advertisements. [That is why it costs so little to subscribe.] I read every issue cover-to-cover.
This year the challenge has been that I read some or most of an issue and then put it down before finishing. Then the next issue arrives. At this point I have all 10 of the 2012 issues in the den in various states of completion. How will I know what is going on in the popular culture? What if there is some new revelation about the death of Marilyn Monroe? What if someone uncovers definitive proof that the Duke of Windsor was a Nazi? What if some architect of whom I have never heard designs a new building in a city I will never visit? I must catch up!