Yesterday evening, a water main in our neighborhood broke, causing us to lose water pressure. It was repaired quickly, but we need to boil water for 24–26 hours, as there is a change that “untreated water and harmful microbes” could have entered the water supply.
Having to use boiled (or bottled) water not only for drinking, but for cooking, cleaning, and brushing teeth was really starting to annoy me. And then, as I was cleaning dishes, the phrase “first world problem” came to mind. First, as a joke. And then, it hit me just how lucky I really am. So many people across the world would love to have such a minor inconvenience as this with water. I can still turn on the tap in my comfortable kitchen to get what would pass as “clean” water, “freely” flowing. And, carry that water all of two feet to my electric stovetop to easily boil it, just to make sure.
So, I went to charity: water, a cause my daughter first brought to my attention a few years ago, and made another donation.
This past weekend, my daughter and I got out both days for some nice hikes on nearby trails (we do live in a Trail Town USA, after all). It was great to be out in the forest, away from everything else.
I hope that throughout 2019 we will make the time to get out on nearby trails throughout the different weather and seasons. There isn’t much better in life than spending time in nature.
When I started 2018, I had no aspirations to become “a runner”. I had run a few times here and there, but had no plan to drastically increase my frequency/distance running or make it such an integral part of my life.
For 2019, I plan on competing in a number of 5Ks, and also will challenge myself with at least one 10K and a half-marathon! And, I’ve just started incorporating some trail running into my routine for variety (as the photos at the top of the post allude to).
This morning I participated in the Reindeer Run 5K. The weather was excellent for around here in mid-December (38°F and dry). The course went along the Genesee River in downtown Rochester, which provided for nice scenery. And, my Dad showed up right before the race to cheer me on alongside my wife and daughter — what a great surprise!
This Thanksgiving morning, my daughter and I joined over 3,000 other runners in the Webster Turkey Trot, which is in its 47 year! It was our first year doing this — I ran the Four-Four (4.4 miles) and Ani ran the Two-Five (2.5 miles).
It was 18°F (the coldest Webster Turkey Trot and Thanksgiving ever here), but it honestly didn’t feel too bad. The heated tent that we were able to wait in beforehand and our many levels of gear helped for sure!