Sunday hike along the neighborhood river (photo courtesy of MP1's iPhone).
I really need someone to come over here and slap me into writing. Really, I do. It is amazingly difficult to decompress from the entire academic year in the space of a few days, but I have got to shift gears and get busy with a couple manuscripts. I spent the day doing penance (sp. ?) for last night's rich, but delicious dinner. This morning, the four of us went to midtown for a light brunch (took us a longtime to wake up and then to work up an appetite). Afterwards, MP1 came over and joined me and H. for a long hike along the river, and then yours truly spent another 45 minutes at the gym in the late afternoon. I ought to be ready to jump right into my writing, but I keep thinking a trip to Carmel or Half Moon Bay or SB would really help. Since that's not going to happen, let's hope for some divine inspiration between tonight and tomorrow morning. Sigh.