March 27 Lorin

The sun is out today and people are blasting along the bike path, on bikes of various sorts, or jogging, or strolling along, or roller blading. I'm sitting here watching them go by, and like the guy who just looked at his watch as he jogged, wondered whether maybe I shouldn't be out there. Oh, I was. Took Dandy for a longish walk. Took photos of the beach scene.

(Also see Joy's blog for today.) Spoke with a woman who barely made it up the hill on one of those bikes that look so vulnerable, where you lean back and pedal with your feet out in front of you...."So is that really better for your back?" "Your butt," she says, "that's what it saves." And off she pedals. I also spoke to a young German couple with an 11-month old baby; they're just ending their RV trip around California, which was all good "except for the weather." They hit all the rain and could not make it down from Carmel to see Hearst Castle because of the Hiway 1 closure. Which of course makes me think of Danny and his crews working away up there, and of Katie and Robb's coffee shop and of all our wonderful friends.

And this morning I thought what is wrong? Where has my humor gone? Joy is coming up with all the good lines, like the place is so small that you no longer go into another room and forget why you're there. I'm thinking this as I go into the bathroom to get my vitamins for the day. Pondering it all and I come out thinking the same thing and I tell this to Joy, who says "I don't have all the good lines," which is reassuring and all. And then, whack, I remember: I forgot to take my vitamins. Which makes me smile.