Not a great day for a ride, but my new motto is, if I can hear it on the roof, then it might be too heavy for a ride. But the rain isn't heavy and the wind isn't blowing very much at all so this worked out well.
Am listening to a slightly obscure Blue Note album by Freddie Redd, called Redd's Blues. This one has a trumpet and tenor sax, as opposed to Shades of Redd, which features alto and tenor sax and no trumpet. I can see why he wasn't thrilled with this recording but it is still pretty good. Hubbard is on trumpet here but the playing seems a little disjointed at times. There's a track that I think is supposed to sound like a New Orleans big band but isn't fully conveying the message. You can hear the difference in his playing and his piano compositions as opposed to Horace Silver, who is more upbeat and tighter and doesn't just have everyone immediately stop to allow for a bass solo.
I am curious to see what type of fallout there is from the production mistake of 2 nites ago. I am confident I handled myself and the situation correctly and professionally and let's see if the person who did the "copy the higher-ups on this message" move comes to better sense and apologizes to me for throwing me under the bus.
I did channel my feelings about this betrayal at the gym last nite and as far as benching was concerned: at 185 lbs, I did 8, 7, 6 and at 155, 10 reps. I'm at 154 lbs now and the amped up running is probably more effective than all the ab work.
I'm too tough to be deterred by some rain. It's little more than a drizzle and the water from the Hudson is coming up pretty high to my right. It won't flood, though. At least not now.
If it's raining hard later, I'll take the bike on the subway (not sure how much it can handle, and I don't want to find out) to Atl. Either way, this one-way ride puts me at 499 and tomorrow, which promises to be nicer, will be #500.
The blister on my foot never surfaced, even after my 5k last nite.
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