It’s been a week later now, yet I still feel waterlogged.
Running half marathons was something I swore I would never do. I still have this love/hate thing going on with running. I mean, I do love the feeling of running outside over a boring treadmill inside, but at times I would rather be eating Fritos and pizza on the couch. I know how that would turn out though, as I would resemble Jabba the Hut on his worst day. Oh, that reminds me, I must go see the new Solo Star Wars flick as it looks pretty decent. As long as the dude playing Solo doesn’t turn out to be another Hayden Christensen/Darth Vader which was god-awful at best.
That was the thought that ran through my mind as the wind ripped across my back, and sent a shiver down to my bones, as if Mother Nature herself pummeled me with snowballs. The weather had been a bit warmer here in NYC, so I decided to jump into the NYCRUNS Cocoa Classic 5K in Riverside Park on a Saturday morning a few weekends ago. Well, warmer by winter standards as it had been in the 30’s and 40’s most of the week leading up to the race. I had no clue, as was the case with many of the other race participants I encountered, that the temps would take an overnight nose-dive into the teens. At race time it was 19 degrees, with a wind chill that made it feel half that. Also, considering it was already windy and the race course was in the park along the water, surely made for a mind-numbing frigid run. Thank goodness it was a sunny clear day out.
They make you want to come back and try all of them against your wishes. The temptation is such, and the lure of Spot Dessert Bar in NYC is all too real.
Located on St Marks Place it’s below ground in the Devil’s lair. Usually, it seems so crowded and busy that you have to wait in line. The night we arrived to worship the ice cream delicacies at this altar of dessert treachery we had to wait for a bit until a table opened up. It was certainly worth the wait as the cold concoctions here are both ridiculously creative and tasty. They are also represented by eclectic fun names. Prices seemed ok for these kinds of tasty cold treats. This surely ain’t no Mr Softee cone off the truck! Continue reading The Sugary Sweet Lure is Evil at Spot Dessert Bar in NYC!→