A very nice run yesterday along the bank of the Sangamon. 🏃🏻♂️
Today’s dessert: Chocolate fudge cake with ice cream, and caramel and fudge sauce.
Did a trail run at Allerton Park. I ran to the Sunsinger and back while Jackie walked as far as the Dying Senator and back. Worked pretty well—we started at the Visitor’s Center and then met up again near the Sunken Garden. 🏃🏻♂️
Jackie drinking a fancy old fashioned (a “not so old fashioned,” according to the menu) with some ginger liqueur. I have an Oberon.
Both drinking Schlafly APA at the Giant City State Park lodge, after hiking the trillium trail and the stone fort trail. #GiantCity
Or rappelling! (Trail sign in Giant City State Park.)
A delightful article (from 100 years before my birth) on the history of exercise:
“Nothing so pleasantly combines mental occupation with bodily labor as a pursuit of some one of the natural sciences, particularly zoology or botany. If our means allow a microscope to be added to our natural resources, the field of exercise and pleasure is boundlessly enlarged.”
Source: The Gymnasium – The Atlantic
I call shenanigans. That is a curb, not a ramp.
La esperantistoj baldaŭ alvenos, sed mi jam havas bieron.
“I might come into conflict with Nambiar, and I’m wondering if something might give me a bit of an edge—”
“No,” Charles said.
“Well, I’m no martial artist, and Nambiar could kick my ass—”
“No. He would not do that. He would simply kill you.”