Hey wow!

I came up out of the subway into a sun-shower: brilliantly lit, rain falling on me. I think it had just started.

I walked down West 13th Street, houses and street trees and bits of flowers; the sunshine came and went, and the rain came down. Halfway down the block, I pulled out my very battered hat, to keep my glasses dry. By the time I got to the end of the block, it was a nice steady rain, no sunshine. It continued until I got to Rue de Crepes (Eighth Avenue between 15th and 16th), and ended while I was eating.

Hey wow!

I came up out of the subway into a sun-shower: brilliantly lit, rain falling on me. I think it had just started.

I walked down West 13th Street, houses and street trees and bits of flowers; the sunshine came and went, and the rain came down. Halfway down the block, I pulled out my very battered hat, to keep my glasses dry. By the time I got to the end of the block, it was a nice steady rain, no sunshine. It continued until I got to Rue de Crepes (Eighth Avenue between 15th and 16th), and ended while I was eating.

gym again

I had to hurry out this morning, because I'd slept late and cattitude had an appointment with his trainer, but I managed to shower, dress, have a cup of tea and some breakfast, and pack the essentials for exercise.

( gym details )

A good workout; I'm pleased. Then I took the train down to the West Village for lunch, and happened into the delightful sunshower I wrote about in my previous entry.

After lunch, I went over to Union Square: peaches, strawberries, and tomatoes at the Greenmarket. Someone asked about yellow tomatoes, so I explained, briefly, as I selected tomatoes, both red and yellow. No shisu plums, and no carrots I liked. I don't know what's wrong with the carrot crop right now, but the ones at the supermarket haven't been any good, and the ones at the Greenmarket were incredibly skinny. Barnes and Noble, a book for the alt-poly swap, and The Uncollected Tiptree for myself. Paragon Sporting Goods for weight-lifting gloves. I tried on three different sizes of the less expensive brand, none of which fit; the more expensive ones did. I considered buying some weights, but decided it could wait for another day, when my backpack wasn't already stuffed with expensive fruit; this also gives me more time to sort out what weights I want. Five pounds might be too easy, ten may be too difficult, and I don't know what Andy would want. I'm thinking in terms of doing bicep curls in odd moments at home, not of carrying them around while walking.

gym again

I had to hurry out this morning, because I'd slept late and cattitude had an appointment with his trainer, but I managed to shower, dress, have a cup of tea and some breakfast, and pack the essentials for exercise.

( gym details )

A good workout; I'm pleased. Then I took the train down to the West Village for lunch, and happened into the delightful sunshower I wrote about in my previous entry.

After lunch, I went over to Union Square: peaches, strawberries, and tomatoes at the Greenmarket. Someone asked about yellow tomatoes, so I explained, briefly, as I selected tomatoes, both red and yellow. No shisu plums, and no carrots I liked. I don't know what's wrong with the carrot crop right now, but the ones at the supermarket haven't been any good, and the ones at the Greenmarket were incredibly skinny. Barnes and Noble, a book for the alt-poly swap, and The Uncollected Tiptree for myself. Paragon Sporting Goods for weight-lifting gloves. I tried on three different sizes of the less expensive brand, none of which fit; the more expensive ones did. I considered buying some weights, but decided it could wait for another day, when my backpack wasn't already stuffed with expensive fruit; this also gives me more time to sort out what weights I want. Five pounds might be too easy, ten may be too difficult, and I don't know what Andy would want. I'm thinking in terms of doing bicep curls in odd moments at home, not of carrying them around while walking.