Today, if everyone could just focus their meditation on calming gastrointestinal images, I think that would cheer everyone up in the NICU. Not much else to report at the moment, I’m afraid.
The night before surgery, Kristine and I had a nice walk around Harvard Square, reminiscing. As many know, Kristine did a lot of running back in the day, and one of her favorites was the Pack Monadnock 10 miler in New Hampshire. The fun feature of this race is shown in the elevation map, especially the last 2 miles > https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=345130218866273 See also> http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/1/1_39/3665.shtml
Dr Sunshine has a strong memory of standing in the rain under some sort of shelter watching dozens of runners go by blowing snot as they ran uphill; wondering “Yes, but why?”.
Of course, now we’re familiar with the WSU 100k, which has a similar uphill leg from the river, but my understanding is it’s over a longer distance. Again, why? Maybe Willma or Mr Riley or Mr King knows the answer to this.
Anyway it occurs to me this has metaphorical possibilities; running along just fine, then hitting that fierce uphill, but rewarded with a nice view and bowl of pasta at the end. On the other hand, one could just drive up, so I think the metaphor might need work ;- )