Got out for a brisk 27 minute run tonight. I had planned to go longer but I found myself underdressed and COLD. The Park was empty above 96 Street, that is, I found myself observing, hey, the Park is empty, it must be the cold, until I crossd 96th Street and suddenly I was among many runners again. My conclusion: Harlem doesn't run.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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doesn't run. definitetely doesn't run.
There's a Brother I taught with at Rice, he's still there and lives in the religious commuity on the third floor of the school. He's a runner, and I've bumped into him in the Park a few times this year. He goes for serious distance, coming down Malcolm X and then looping the Park. He's a great spiritual guy and a tremendous teacher. Rice has a pretty accomplished indoor and Spring track team, but no cross country, never has, so far as I know.
SO he goes out and does about 8-10 for a workout. I admire that. a lot.
You have to get spiritual to go for distance -- that's what I've found. It's hard to do when your spirit is elsewhere, you know? Interesting to think about as I gear up for another crack at Marathon distance. the spirituality of the run.
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