
So I missed Thursday and Saturday spinning, but instead I walked (and ate and drank) my way through New York City with grad school friends Molly and Vanessa. My quads are still burning from yesterday--we spent the whole day walking through museums (Cooper Hewitt and MoMA), then some shopping on 5th Ave on the way home, and salsa dancing till 2am in the Village. It's a tough life, I know. This morning, from our balcony overlooking Central Park--see the picture--I watched what looked to be about 30,000 people run through the park in what had to be an organized road race. Had I

known, I would have packed my running shoes. (But honestly, I couldn't imagine running at 8:30 after getting to bed at 3!) It was an awesome early 40th birthday weekend. On to Vegas with the husband!
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Thanks for writing this.
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