Back from the long jog, which was very difficult and very pathetic save for one lovely thing that happened. Just before I hit the two mile mark I passed a man sitting on his apartment's front steps talking on his cell. I turned around and began the two-mile jog back from whence I'd come and as I passed him he smiled and waved and said, "Nice to see you, Mr. Kimmel." I turned back to say thanks, and he said, "I've enjoyed your work." I'm always taken aback by that sort of thing, and I really thought it was nice of him to call out. I said thanks and continued my pathetic jog home.