This is just a quick update about Friday.
It turns out that the man in the river was not young. I have to admit that I thought he was young because of his size: thin. And I could add that his skin was clear. He seemed young. No, he was older--40s to 50s--but still had his life ahead.
I think.
If you read the article about him, you see that he had problems. I don't want to go into too much detail here (don't want this found in any Google search about him), but you can see he had some health problems.
As I learn more about him, he's become a living person in my imagination. Although that might not be healthy if I had a relationship with him--if he were a cousin, husband, friend--but I don't. I can afford this kind of denial, and it's nicer to think of him as this thin man (a runner?) with a wife who might tease him about his webbed toes. It's where I go in my mind when the image of the body comes up.
I didn't know about the webbed toes until today. Thank goodness. The morning after we saw the body, I was a birthday party for a three year old. She has two toes that are webbed. When she was born, the doctor asked, "Okay, who has the webbed feet?" Her dad. We were joking about her toes at the party. To me it was a nice distraction because the party was at a park on the river very close to where we were.
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Now to lighten it up. If I don't soon, the blog will become depressing.
What a good time to leave, no? We're heading out soon. I am so excited to come back to my Texas home. We're running the San Antonio Rock and Roll marathon and half marathon, the Turkey Trot, and some 5k race in some small town some time before some Lervemunkee leaves. Then I'll run some more 5k races here and there, the White Rock half marathon (I might get to run with Cap'n Ru-buns), and end with the Jog'r Egg Nog'r 15k. If I come back bigger than I left, then I earned it.
On that note, I'm off. Errands to run or walk. Things to do. Bags to pack. Leaving in two days. Whee!
Nuh-night, Puss Puss
