Our sunniest day in weeks found me completing a training rain along my old path to the Burke Gilman, past Matthews Beach, and further. I stopped for ice cream at the beach on my way back, and to break a $20 so I could buy lemonade from a stand on the B-G. Except the young ladies running the stand packed up before I made it back.
Oh! And before I left for my run, the Roosevelt High Marching Band came waltzing up our street. The Baron was thrilled by the approaching cavalry.