Henry and Mark met me after I finished the Brooklyn Half Marathon this morning. I hadn’t run this race for a few years. The course has changed (now ending in Coney Island instead of Prospect Park) and so has my ability to recover as quickly as I used to. I am pretty sore as I write this. It was sure nice to know I could hug my Henry after I was done running. That is what kept me going when I started to struggle in the last mile.
This was Henry’s first trip to Coney Island. He didn’t really get to see much of it, but I told him that the Cyclone will probably still be around when he is old enough to ride it. I tend to forget that people are still feeling the effects of Hurricane Sandy. Coney Island seems to be in a long recovery mode and it is pretty sad as both Mark and I have some fun memories of attending concerts and playing volleyball with friends there. Nathan’s Famous Hot Dogs is still closed, but I am sure Coney Island will recover eventually.