I took a run in Asbury Park, NJ today. I suppose I should say I “gave” a run because I exerted a lot of energy as I did it.
I wore a long sleeve black t-shirt. It caused heat to incubate around my body producing an excess about of sweat. I don’t usually sweat that much, if at all. But today I did.
I once saw a television special about a child born with no sweat glands. He couldn’t ride his bike.
Here is the boardwalk entrance. It looks like an abandoned carnival. Creepy!
A seagull sat, people-watching.
“Hello sir,” I said, “perchance can I measure your wing span?”
“Sure,” he said.
I looked in this binocular thing but saw nothing. I didn’t insert 25 cents. I had no money.
I took a picture of my feet. I like to live on the edge.
I got upset after seeing this sign. I used to LOVE fishing on that side of the fence.
A wedding started on the beach. People watched from the boardwalk.
This woman balanced a tonic water bottle on her head. With her right knee in the air. Impressive.
I couldn’t beat her talent so I stopped running and drove home.