Coming off my first virtual Halloween party on a cold rainy Friday night, I began this frigid Saturday morning at the Manhattan side of the Brooklyn Bridge, getting ready to jog across to meet up with a cousin in Prospect Park for breakfast.
Before starting the mile run across the bridge, I slipped on some cold weather gloves, pulled my beanie hat down over my ears, hit the go button on my stopwatch, and then took off!
As I made my way across the bridge, looking all around, I suddenly found myself standing in the middle of the bridge in awe of the NYC skyline and instinctively decided to remain still and savor the moment.
Minutes later, the sound of runners huffing and puffing racing by snapped me out of this relaxed state, and I started rushing to the intersection of Atlantic and Flatbush Ave so I wouldn’t be late. LOL!
After rolling by Junior’s Cheesecake Restaurant and losing steam as I got closer to the Barclays Center, I spotted my cousin double-parked, slowing down traffic with his NY Knicks mask slightly pulled down, drinking orange juice without a care in the world. 🤦♂️
I jumped in the car, and we took a short ride to nearby Prospect Park to eat outside and catch up for the first time in a couple of months.
Enjoy your Halloween weekend! 😊
#nyc