Day Forty-Seven

I’d stayed up late with Don on Thursday night so I didn’t manage to take a walk along the Hudson in the morning. Darn. Well, I knew that I’d be doing a thirty-mile hike on Saturday, so it wasn’t so bad.

Work was farcical, which kept me occupied. I was proud to resist the cakes at the office event.

I wasn’t able to exercise because Grace and I were slated to put in an appearance at her dinner dance at work, and then I drove four hours to Oneida, getting to bed a little after 2:00.

I won’t say “Good night” because it’s 7:27 AM and I’m at the trailhead. I’m borrowing a page from Samuel Pepys, doing my diary entry the next day.


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