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December 23, 2005
Karma and Rave Run
At my spin class yesterday this woman set up shop on the bike right next to me. By coincidence the two bikes were unnaturally near each other. She was close to say the least. Then she started sniffling and blowing her nose a lot and I was inwardly freaking out about breathing her exhaled air and getting sick. She then started yelling out things like “wahoo” and “yeah” during particularly invigorating biking segments, further expelling air on me and, in truth, bothering me psychologically. Fortunately, however, karma turned a blind eye on my thoughts. In the locker room she was the one who happily and competently came to my rescue.
I showered and returned to my locker. I couldn’t open it. I had accidentally used someone else’s lock. I stood there in a towel. Crap. I asked a random woman if she could find one of the trainers to cut off the lock but she just looked at me blankly. The sick, breathing woman overhead me and said, I know JUST what you need. I’ll be right back. She went to get the general manager who had to find a female trainer to enter the locker room with giant bolt cutters. I just camped out in my towel until they all trooped back in. That’ll show me to think bad thoughts!!! I feel guilty!!
20 minutes after arriving at our hotel today my dad and I were running on a golf course. It was 50 degrees out and we were running in shorts on the snow. My dad commented it could have been one of the “rave runs” they show pictures of in Runners’ World. We’re in the mountains and it’s gorgeous here. My dad and I ran together for 24 minutes. We were running next to each other and all of a sudden he was speeding up, literally going cross-country across the golf course in the packed snow, and up and down hills. With the brisk pace I was a few steps behind him. Then he stopped after 24 minutes and I ran another 17 by myself for 41 total. It was tough. I wonder if it’s b/c I’m at altitude but we’re really not that high up and I think anyone would completely laugh at me for thinking I’m at altitude. The foot is feeling better though-even though my parents are appalled at the bone sticking out. But it’s how it functions that important, right?? I was a happy happy camper on today’s run. Now I am well fed, with an internet connection, and hanging with the sibs. Life is good.
Posted by Audrey at December 23, 2005 10:59 PM
Comments
thats cool that you run with your dad. have a great holiday audrey!!!!
Posted by: brent hopkins at December 23, 2005 11:45 PM
Good to hear that your foot is feeling much better and back into the game. Enjoy the festive season with your family. Merry Xmas
Posted by: ML at December 24, 2005 06:19 AM