Yes, it's the continuation of the city outside workers strike. The parking lot just below my training hill has an 8 foot high fence around it and a very neat pile of garbage constituting it's holdings. It's nicely done actually, every bag doubled up (or else you get to take it home and try it again), nothing torn or badly leaking. Even downwind from it, it's not too bad.
Our continuing cool summer has a lot to do with it, the baggy contents of the garbage piles aren't getting the opportunity to ferment in the heat like the last strike. The backyard pool is feeling the thermal pinch, and a lack of attention as a result (good thing I have a chlorine generator on it, otherwise I'd probably have drained it by now), but the plants and flowers have been thrilled by it all. Driving to work and running at lunchtime, the aroma of flora is almost overpowering. Back in the city the flowers and the garbage piles are basically cancelling each other out. If summer should suddenly decide to descend on us, it might be a different story.
Still struggling with scheduling. Did 7ish this morning and 5 more at noon, and I'd like to keep that trend going. Early rise tomorrow morning as I have a major task to do (demolish and rebuild a small porch) that will take the whole day so I want to get my run in bright and early or else it won't happen. Not sure how Sunday will fare, it all depends on how much of a toll Saturday takes out of me.
Press on.
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