Son Trevor is home for nine days leave after spending three weeks at Air Assault School in Ft. Campbell. His report is that he has a new respect for those who wear their AA wings.
I asked him to come out for a run this morning with my usual crowd. Here they are on Park Avenue before we got all hot and sweaty.
Leave ends early next week as he goes back to West Point to take charge of a squad of incoming plebe cadets, some six years his junior. It will be his largest assignment of men so far.
The 10-mile run this morning was ever so slightly better than last week despite the ongoing oppressive summer heat. Maybe I am aclimating a little more.
Wednesday both boys and I will run the Watermelon 5K. We went by the Track Shack Saturday to sign up and Trevor got to run for free because he promised the race director he'd run in full battle dress uniform, combat boots, helmet and full ruck sack - with an American flag sticking out the top. He says it'll be a piece of cake. Maybe an 11 minute mile pace. He ran 12 miles in the hills of Kentucky last week in the same gear at Air Assault so this should be "easy."
I am looking forward to the short week (Wednesday holiday) and the 10-day countdown to our Rhode Island vacation. Possible RBF meetups with April Anne, Bill Jank and definitely a reunion with Susie.
Have a happy fourth!