I recall Central Park in Fall (Well, July but it doesn't rhyme)

Ah, the luxury of sleeping in! We actually went back to our bagel just to show Helga that we had learned the ropes. Then Shannon took off running with David while Laurel and I caught the subway to meet the runners at Central Park. Yes, Shannon (aka Human GPS) left Laurel and I to find Central Park by ourselves. What could have been really scary, only involved one conversation with a really nice Metra employee who pointed us in the right direction.

Once we hit Central Park, I really wanted to see Strawberry Fields and the Imagine memorial to John Lennon. We knew we were close because all the street vendors were selling Imagine photos. We decided to follow the crowds and once again wouldn’t you know we were standing right in front of it thinking we were lost.



After we met up with David and Shannon, they walked us through the Park, passed the Jacqueline Onassis Reservoir to the Central Park Tennis Center. While Laurel and I got our USTA on, Shannon and David finished their eight mile run. The tennis center was a riot, talk about a local experience. Most of the players were senior citizens yelling and screaming at each other. But on the court next to us was some seven year old phenom who’s psycho parent was obviously grooming the next Serena Williams. The courts were some kind of clay but it was really fun to get out and hit!