I’m writing this post on the front porch of The House on the Hill, so Old Glory is in sight just off to my left.
Unfortunately, it’s the only flag out on my block.
It was a cool, overcast morning when I hit the street in my Running Toga for run #26. My body owed me 4 miles, and I was eager to make it pay that debt.
I thought it would be fun and topical to distract myself by counting all the American Flags I passed on my Flag Day Run.
Perhaps people are just more patriotic outside of a 1.5 mile radius around The House on the Hill.
Fueled by the appearance of more flags, I picked up the pace on the return trip. A few houses that had been without flags on my way out, now had them flying as I made my way back home. I figured this had something to do with my Interns knocking on doors and reminding people it was Flag Day. Bless their patriotic souls.
During my cool down, I realized that today’s run marked the start of Week 7 of my running program. I was proud of myself for sticking with it was so long, and I flirted with the idea of running five days this week. We’ll see how it goes.
After my shower, I made a quick trip to my barber, Fat Dave. With The Girl Who Owns My Heart back in Maine for the next week or so, I wanted to make sure I looked my best were she to show up at The House on the Hill. You didn’t think I just started this whole running program out of the blue, did you?
As always, my visit with Fat Dave was pretty quiet, but there was one fun moment that I needed to share. I was the only customer, and halfway through my haircut, Fat Dave went over locked the front door. Gulp! When the guy holding a straight razor locks the door while you’re in the chair covered in a smock, which would be perfect for catching any blood and then wrapping up a body, you need to worry at least a little.
Luckily, I was not on Fat Dave’s hit list, and left the barber shop with the same amount of blood as when I entered it.
Just another excellent reason for why you should be running!
Hope you have a great Flag Day, Modern Philosophers. It’s not too late to put out your flag, or to go for a run…