Started the day watching some pals play tennis to wrap up one of the many league seasons.
Grabbed a couple of hours at the pool on a surprising (and welcome!) warm afternoon.
And wrapped with a decent sunset.
And that’s really, really the end of summer.
We’ve hit a period where the Mets are playing respectable baseball, buoyed by Francisco Lindor who is having an MVP-caliber season.
This is a picture of him hitting a game-tying HR in the top of the 9th. The Mets scored 5 more in the inning and won 6-2.
He’s been an absolute rock all season.
Today’s tennis was downtown on the Arthur Ashe Jr. Courts at Battery Park, named so because that is where the multiple Grand Slam Champion learned to play. It’s a cool piece of tennis history and the courts were surprisingly nice, given that they’re public and in the city. You can never tell what kind of love they’re going to get in the annual budget, but these were in great shape.
We played well and won 6-4, 6-2. I’ve really enjoyed the combo matches this year. There’s only one more week of matches, but we’re still in the hunt for a playoff spot.
Zone 2 life suits me. It’s a workout, for sure, but I don’t feel completely wrung out at the end.
It’s got to be a challenge to replace a the bottom of a covered porch while preserving the roof and columns.
This building used to be the U.S. Marine Raiders Museum, but they moved in 2005. Given the dicy history of this block, it had probably seen some shit.
Overcast Labor Day Saturday is a quiet one at the pool.
I’m okay with it.
(thx, Ronan)
Parking deck safety phone had a cool blue light.
More work miles here. I was sure the novelty of Virginia greenery would start to wear off by now, but it hasn’t happened yet. I do love a scenic overlook.
As fate and fortune would have it, the office I visited was just down the road from the county fairgrounds and the fair was in town. I mean, we had lunch options, but we’d have been fools to go anywhere but the fair.
1/4 fried chicken and a Dr. Wham? Yeah, 1/4 fried chicken and a Dr. Wham.
The fair at lunch doesn’t run the rides, but they’re all ready to go. We also missed the monster truck show the night before, and we were going to miss the tractor pull and demolition derby later in the week (but I did get to meet the guy who hauls the demolition derby’d cars off of the track). I’m just glad those things are happening somewhere.
There were also cows.
