It was cool enough this morning (76°F) to have the dew point below the temperature in the house. Very close (74.6°F), but below 75°F. And since I apparently didn't make a "maximum effort" with the sticks this morning, I had the energy and presence of mind to grab the camera and shoot the moon.
We watched First Man the other day, and it was outstanding. I'd never seen it before, though it's been out for a long time now. Among all the chaos of modernity, "the agony and the ecstasy," Apollo 11 remains, to me anyway, a transcendent achievement.
I heard an Eastern Screech-Owl this morning. To my recollection, it's the first time I've ever heard one. It was very close by, and it was very unnerving. I wasn't sure it was a screech-owl, but it was the only thing I could think of that it might be. So I searched for those and listened to the calls. Apparently it's the sound they make defending a nest. Hopefully everything is all right.
Did the sticks, after two days of decent efforts without them. Not as good as last Friday. 16'51" pace, vs. 16'19" on Friday. Average HR was 135bpm vs. 142bpm. No time in Zone 5. I felt like I was pushing, but maybe not. I was also thinking a lot, and the sticks seem to require some focus or concentration.
Still, a better workout than without them.
Anyway, good seeing in this humid air. Jupiter and Mars are going their separate ways. Only saw one other person and two cars. Only one mosquito bite too.
I'll take it.
Originally posted at Nice Marmot 06:12 Wednesday, 21 August 2024