Run like a couch potato

I’ve been running a bit lately.  My cycling mileage has been atrocious, but at least it hasn’t been zero.  So in the meantime I’ve been running.  I was going out the other night while it was nearly dark, and one of the neighbor kids harassed me asking me why I’m going out for a run in the dark.  I responded “so people can’t see me walk.”

Running is an acquired taste.  I’ve grown to like it to some degree, but it always seems that once I start getting in to the groove I fall off the wagon.  There’s probably some weird psychology at play there.

Anyway (sip coffee), I’ve been trying to run every other night, and haven’t been going very far but when I do run, I get after it.  I’ve been rulking about 2 miles, with about 60% of that walking, 40% running.  I’m transitioning that over to 100% running, but it’s slow.  I bet it’ll pick up in a week or two once I get those little muscles back in shape that always hurt so bad after the first few runs.

Good news is that I was at 211.8 today, and that’s with 2 cups of coffee.  Let’s see if next week bears the same trend.

I’m going to try and get out for a lunch ride today, although my lunch route has been broke due to road construction a ways down Mission road.  6 months!  There will probably be delays, so it’ll finish up just in time for winter.  I don’t even want to think about winter rides right now.  I’m not happy as it is with the temp only hitting upper 50’s today.

Not much else going on in life.  AB had a game out at Swope (my first experience) and that was a nice place, although I remember reading that one of council people swindled the money from sewer improvements to build that place.  Sure Swope will be a revenue generator, but you gotta take care of your tax base, which isn’t all the JoCo teams that play there.

K has been having some great days at school, and he earned a trip to the ice cream store with his Kindergarten teacher.  That’s pretty cool.  I don’t remember by Kindergarten teacher, except that I farted when my parents and I had our initial meeting with her.  Must have been quite a fart for me to remember it 32 years later.  

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