Friday, July 29, 2011

Another day, another 3 miles

I had to walk a little bit today on my 3-mile run, but that's OK with me.  I'm running along Rocky Point Road, which has absolutely no shade and no points of interest and it's asphalt and sometimes it's just plain boring. 

At least my iPod was up and running.  But for the first half-mile, the setting for 'shake to shuffle' was on, meaning you can just shake the thing and it puts on a new song.  WELL, when you're running, that's about the dad-gummest most annoying thing in the whole world.  Every three paces a new song.  And then me, trying to keep the iPod as still as possible, while running.  $%^&*^! 

Finally I decided to fix the problem.  Usually I just live with things as they are and suffer.  But I went into the iPod menu, found the settings, found the place where it says 'shake to shuffle' OFF, and VOILA!  I could listen to PJ Harvey's new album in peace. 

Except it's not really for running, and as much as I love her, I had to let her go in favor of the playlist that I made when I hiked Machu Picchu. 

Tuesday, July 26, 2011


I ran three miles today, and I hated every minute of it.  My iPod wasn't charged, and so I took to counting light poles to pass the time.

In four languages.  Because that's all I could think of.  English, Spanish, German and French.

ein, one, un, uno
two, dos, svei, deux
trois, three tres, drei

Sometimes you can make a sentence.  For example...Four.  Four fier cuatro quatre (cat).  "Cat fear for cuatro."  Or Eight.  Ocho eight ocht huit.  "Oct Ocho ate wheat". 
Or sometimes they are all almost the same:  Like...six.  Six, sex, seis, six.


But, three miles!  Just 10.1 more to go in 6 weeks.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

2.5 Miles. Just for Show

In a town where you need to go and get the mail to "see and be seen", going out to the Highway for a run is kind of a social event. 

But not really.  I was originally just going to run one mile, but saw not one car on the highway, so I kept running, hoping to see Justin Timberlake drive by, but it didn't happen.
In the end, I ran 2.5 miles.  Alone.  Somebody honked.  Turns out it was the cook at work.  I'll call that a limited success.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

It's Time for Another Hexum Half-Marathon

Unfortunately there aren't any half-marathons in these parts.  So I'm just going to create one, naturally.

I clocked it in my car the other day and I found a great little course, basically from just past my house up to my job.  Why so ambitious?

Because I ran one mile yesterday and I'm obviously insane.  I haven't run since New Zealand.  Literally.  That was March 2010.  So yah, this is going to be fun.  I talked to my boss and she's on I have less than two months to train and also completely organize this thing.  Now, to scare up some runners and some volunteers and some prizes and the ambulance crew and some water stops.  This'll be easy, right?