Day #299
I went into a bar in a less desirable part of Seattle (the “Five Star Dive Bar”) and the bartender told me, “you don’t look like a runner.” I suppose that’s a compliment… I told her it’s not likely I’d be running anywhere anyway. She laughed and said neither would she, something about bad knees. I’m fortunate, my knees only prevent me from running at the end of the ski season. I didn’t get into that with her. I didn’t mention that my goal for ‘24/‘25 is one million vertical. I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t know what I was talking about…
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