|Now where did I leave that phone?|
After many months of intensive work, I brought a big project to a close yesterday. This involved me and my team giving a long presentation to our client in the city. Due to the timing, I didn’t get a chance to run, but I did put in a lot of miles on foot. My victorious day was undercut when, on the train ride home, I realized that I’d left my phone somewhere in midtown. When I got home, I was thrilled to see an email from a friend saying she had my phone.
I had an important meeting in the city this morning but I’d planned to do a workout before I left. The missing phone complicated my schedule and I ended up skipping my run so I could catch an earlier train. I needed to get to my friend’s office to pick it up before my first meeting. The walking that was required for me to get everywhere I needed to go around the city provided a quasi workout. It was certainly not the same as a run, but I covered a lot of miles.
The end result was another good day for business and a joyful reunion with my phone (try to get through a day in NYC without phone, email or text capabilities). The downside is that all the walking I did yesterday and today really roughed up and blistered the bottom of my feet. I’m hoping that the rain holds off tomorrow so I can get outside for a run. I’m counting on a pair of good wool running socks and the cushioning of my Saucony Virratas to get me through tomorrow’s return to the road. As for my phone, it hasn’t left my side.