Here’s one of those mornings you “buy” by doing this stuff. Up early and out to the barn to do some leg weights with Hilary and Walter, the cop. Then off to the lake for a “long and slow” row on a glass smooth surface. Then back here to find an email from a wonderful pal – a lover actually – from the late 60’s who happened to read a YNY book. A lovely exchange of notes about stuff that happened forty years ago. And then to work. Pretty good day.