TnT's Workout Blog

Christy was our favorite leader, not just because of the quote above, but she paid a lot of attention to posture so that we will have an effective workout without hurting ourselves.

I finish this journey with some cow pictures.

The major attraction of the day is Mt Washington located in the White Mountain National Forest in New Hampshire. It stands up to 6288 feet above the sea level, and is the highest peak in the Northeastern United States.

Unfortunately, Mt Washington is covered by thick fog and bombarded with hefty rain, let alone it is really chilly up there. Considering the circumstances, we do not spend much time admiring the scenery.

We spend the night in the nice town called Littleton. We have dinner at Italian Oasis and Brewery, and later visit a newly opened wine bar.

Highway 1A north is occassionally pretty jammed. We drive all way to Portland, Maine to find out that the city is full, according to the Tourist Information, of parents visiting their kids on the Summer camp. I guess that was a hoax. If the city were full of parents and kids, one would probably notice that, but the crowd we see is something totally different. The info also gets us to think there is something suspicious about the hotels and motels in general.

However, Portland turns out to be a pretty standard American tourist city with two microbreweries; one with good food and excellant brews, the other one with not that outstanding beer.

While drivers are nice to pedestrians in Boston and elsewhere in New England, --- it is state law in many places --- there is something weird in driving rules. They do not have as many stop signs as in Midwest, and it is not clear who has the right-of-way. Sometimes it looked like no one has. Another issue that contantly confuses us is that in urban areas turns are marked after the turn, not before. Consequently, we miss several of them.

The rest of the day, until the AAAI-2006 conference reception, we spend in China town, Boston Commons --- the oldest public park in the US, and Beacon Hill, a neighborhood that takes (non)parking seriously.

The first brewery we visit in Boston, and the only one we made notes of, is Boston Beer Works. Comments forthcoming ...

By the time we get to the MIT campus it is steaming hot already. I just wonder how much CITGO payed for having this ugly display posted!!??? (see the picture on right)

I finally got my new heart-rate monitor. today. I was able to enter all the basic settings without checking the user manual.

Our evening meal consisted of tomato salad and ceviche.

Despite the relatively good pace, the run was not strenuous at all. I guess the average heart rate stayed below 150.

We rode the Clear Creek and Rails to Trails back. Surprisingly, they were pretty crowded this nice, sunny morning.

Because of thunderstorm lurking in vicinity we opted for trail instead of taking our bikes out and riding to Griffy to run. Few sprinkles accompanied us when when we started but it soon dried up. The sun came out when we were back home.

We saw a mama deer with a baby crossing the trail, and I almost stepped on a rabbit.

The last year's tire farce did not repeat itself this time, but one third of the cars were out of the race after the first turn. Consequently, the rest of the race was pretty uneventful.

The spirits in the stands were high despite the steaming hot day and the early retirement of so many drivers. I could even say Fosters tasted good, at least the first half of the can. Thereafter it was steaming hot like the air.

And who won the race? Michael Schumacher of Ferrari took his fifth win in Indianapolis. Nine cars made it to the end, Finnish-German Nico Rosberg being the only one left without points.

Roaches, like one on the right, are common visitors in our premises.