Ran 7.64 miles at an avg of 6.67 miles per hour in 1:09, according to my pedometer iPhone app. I ran outside, meandering within suburbia-like, green grounds of Stuyvesant Town, then for a mile or two along the odorous East River.
At first incredulous at my own speed or accuracy of the app, then lost in reverie of the random mishmash of urban street-scape, I kept moving, picking up one feet after another.
I stopped a few times to stretch and take pictures. Have no idea what this flower is called, but it smelled heavenly.
Henri the malshi is staying with us for a week, while his talented mama jetsets. Our home has become like his second home. When I got back, Henri greeted me with a big smile and a wet kiss.