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Back from Colorado, and looking at a ton of stuff to do. And then I spent this morning at Jefferson Hospital in Center City doing various stuff in preparation for some surgery I have scheduled for removal of a salivary gland. Turned out those problems I'd had in mid-March (check the archives for more info) were not lymph node problems but came from a "stone" the size of a grape that is stuck in one of my salivary glands. Though its not giving me any problems now it can flare up and again give me grief at any time, so the ENT specialist recommended, and I took him up on it, the removal of the gland. Supposedly routine surgery although it is under general anaesthesia and will likely require an overnight stay at the hospital. Today I did all the prep work and then the surgery will be on Friday, June 2. The day after that is the Moorestown 8k, which is on the Grand Prix circuit and which I suppose I will have to miss. You get to miss two races on the year-long circuit, I suppose for surgeries and the like.
Colorado was great, and I spent more time doing stuff than writing about it. I spent Friday afternoon and all day Saturday driving around the mountains and could talk alot about it, but writing this has already cut into my work time. So I'm going to take a shortcut and paste an email I sent to someone out of state who I'm doing some work with and who sent a really nice email recounting her experience at the Flying Pig half marathon. The email has some further thoughts on Broad St. and a quick recap of what was a highlight of my past week and one which I hope I'll be able to spend more time writing about in future posts. But these "wanna writeabouts" are starting to backlog.
I'll do what I can. This best describes my last week, when I logged 69 miles, and this week as well, when I already missed this morning's run due to heavy rain and will have a hard time getting mileage in this weekend.
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Hey [B.],
Very much enjoyed reading your recap. Thanks.
My favorite races also have connections with particular places on the course. I ran one of these races two weekends ago (same weekend as the Pig?). The Broad St. Run, here in Philadelphia, is a 10-miler which starts close to the northernmost part of Phila and goes straight down Broad St. (supposedly the longest straight urban thoroughfare in the US) through Center City and to the bottom of South Philly. The race literally offers a cross-section of the city - North Philly ghettoes become Center City high-rises become South Philly working class neighborhoods and then past the sports arenas and mothballed battleships into what once was the naval shipyards.
Like you described, each time I run the race I make or renew connections with different features on the course and, being a local race, see various persons I know cheering on the sidelines. One of the most touching this year was from a receptionist in a neighboring office from the Center at Penn where [D.] and I work out of. When she saw me she boisterously yelled encouragement while waving a big sign for Penn runners and shouting encouragement.
And this weekend, for something completely different, I took a day after being in Denver for conferences and went up to the Rockies, where I spent the morning trail-running up (very much up) a beautiful, solitary path that led to Snowmass Lake (I love that name) right up at the treeline. Unfortunately I didn't make it to the lake as the higher I got the deeper the snow got until I was sinking into drifts up to my knees.
Anyway, back to work!
Steve
Colorado was great, and I spent more time doing stuff than writing about it. I spent Friday afternoon and all day Saturday driving around the mountains and could talk alot about it, but writing this has already cut into my work time. So I'm going to take a shortcut and paste an email I sent to someone out of state who I'm doing some work with and who sent a really nice email recounting her experience at the Flying Pig half marathon. The email has some further thoughts on Broad St. and a quick recap of what was a highlight of my past week and one which I hope I'll be able to spend more time writing about in future posts. But these "wanna writeabouts" are starting to backlog.
I'll do what I can. This best describes my last week, when I logged 69 miles, and this week as well, when I already missed this morning's run due to heavy rain and will have a hard time getting mileage in this weekend.
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Hey [B.],
Very much enjoyed reading your recap. Thanks.
My favorite races also have connections with particular places on the course. I ran one of these races two weekends ago (same weekend as the Pig?). The Broad St. Run, here in Philadelphia, is a 10-miler which starts close to the northernmost part of Phila and goes straight down Broad St. (supposedly the longest straight urban thoroughfare in the US) through Center City and to the bottom of South Philly. The race literally offers a cross-section of the city - North Philly ghettoes become Center City high-rises become South Philly working class neighborhoods and then past the sports arenas and mothballed battleships into what once was the naval shipyards.
Like you described, each time I run the race I make or renew connections with different features on the course and, being a local race, see various persons I know cheering on the sidelines. One of the most touching this year was from a receptionist in a neighboring office from the Center at Penn where [D.] and I work out of. When she saw me she boisterously yelled encouragement while waving a big sign for Penn runners and shouting encouragement.
And this weekend, for something completely different, I took a day after being in Denver for conferences and went up to the Rockies, where I spent the morning trail-running up (very much up) a beautiful, solitary path that led to Snowmass Lake (I love that name) right up at the treeline. Unfortunately I didn't make it to the lake as the higher I got the deeper the snow got until I was sinking into drifts up to my knees.
Anyway, back to work!
Steve
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