More from a girl who, apparently, runs

Jan 29, 2009 20:25

Today, I came home and went running. I know this is a shock to you all who just read my last entry, but I spent a good five minutes between changing out of my work clothes and into underarmor curled up in bed trying to convince myself that it'd be a much better idea to just pop some popcorn and watch a movie.

But! I did go out. I ran around the block a bit and then headed to a park near me, thinking it would be light enough that I'd feel safe running. Was not counting on it being far, far to icy to be safe. So I ran back home and around the block a bit more while I decided what to do. I eventually settled on pretending my 1-block street was 100 meters and making up some intervals (4x100, 6x50, 8x25).

Then I came inside and GoogleEarthed my route. I figured I'd run maybe not quite a mile, and then the sprints.

Turns out, I ran a bit over TWO miles, and my "100" meter street is more like 125 meters. WHEE!!!

On a related note - one of the reasons I love my neighborhood is that it's so neighborly. It's 30 fucking degrees outside, and people are hanging out on their porches and shouting at each other from across the street.* So of course I get some comments, mostly just "Heya!!" and the like, but a few were more interesting:

One block of sidewalk had some icy patches. Seeing this, a couple on a porch felt the need to comment:

Man: Hey, you be careful! Don't slip and fall!
Me: *waves* Thank you, I will!
Woman: HAAaaaaa I hope you DO! I hope you slip and fall right on your ass! I will LAAAAAUUUGHH!!!! AAAAAAAAHAHAHahahahaha!
Me: Um.... okay?

And when I was doing sprints, a white woman with a fantastic purple hat who was across the street walking her two dogs saw me run through my "finish line" and called out, "Wow! You are fast!" Which was pretty awesome.

And then I came inside and lifted and now I am eating rice and beans and mmmmm, life is good. <3

*Incidentally, in my experience, this is more of a black neighborhood thing. Predominantly white neighborhoods, being friendly means introducing yourself when someone new moves in and avoiding eye contact with someone you've never introduced yourself to. Black neighborhoods, you say "Hi, how are you, what's up" to anyone that's there.

fitness, dc, house, life

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