While the temperature has taken a little drop this week, the skies remain blue and the air is (relatively) clean.
We switched our offices around a few weeks back, just across a square into a different building. It is a “World Trade Center”, they seem to be in several different places. I remember one in Baltimore that always made me chuckle as it was only about 30 floors. Well low and behold here I am in the Grenoble WTC, all NINE STORIES OF IT!!! Cracks me up…
But, I have a pretty darn awesome view of my mountain.
That’s what I run up all the time. The first hump on the right is an old fort named the Bastille (like the famous one in Paris, apparently we are not good at coming up with original names) the second one is Mount Jalla that is the part I go up to the most. When you see a graph that looks kinda like boobs it’s when I go up and down that section twice. The third point is Mount Rachais, a nice peak of around 1,000meters. I save that one for special occasions, ya know like a running date. Because nothing says awesomeness like two seriously sweaty people running their posteriors off up an almost verticale km, they say romance is dead; I scoff at them.
Same view from a different window. Not a sight I will EVER be tired of.
So, today’s lucky numbers are: 16k with 700 meters climbed! WOO-HOO. It took more out of me than I expected today. Must have had too many “apéritifs” over the last few days and that has taken its toll.
As I bought the complete poems of Elizabeth Bishop last week, I will add a second work of hers to the post.