The music director opened by joking that this year's concert series was being renamed Winterfest, a joke among the locals as we continue to weather the coldest summer in almost a century. Note my friend Maxine's wardrobe and that of many others in the previous pictures. Of course, note also that the person directly behind Maxine is barefoot. I happened to know for a fact she also was on her third glass of wine.
This year's program ran 45 minutes longer than last year and included a youth symphony and musicians from Beijing. Max and I both loved the gypsy music medley the best, and I wondered if it's because we're both of Eastern European descent.
The wonderful evening yielded to a rough night with not much sleep that then led to a major stomach ache and, subsequently, a raging headache. Still, I needed to get in one more short run, if only to keep up my confidence for Saturday's big race. When I finished, I was confident of only one thing: I will not feel this lousy in two days. At least not in the early miles.