Dusk Run

I bailed early from work and headed out of town on the 3:05 train. I was on the road by 4:15 as the sun began to plummet below the horizon. The sky was beautiful, blazing orange and pink. The air was cold and moderately breezy, a beautiful evening for a run. I did stroller route without the stroller and added on some distance to so it most likely took me over five miles. I came back ten seconds quicker than I went out and everything felt really good over the course of my 43 minutes.

I passed a guy on the way out, near my turn-around, waved to him and kept going. I caught him again about 1.5 miles later. I slowed a bit, said how are you, thinking I'd engage him in a chat about the beautiful wintry night, and the great running weather . . . and he didn't even respond. He probably thought I was showing him up but I wasn't. I didn't realize it was the same guy I'd seen earlier until I was a couple hundred yards behind him. So, when he was rude, I revved it back up and did blow him away. This was a great run, from beginning to end. I'm hoping I can get one in today, but we're having a party for C2 this evening so that might keep me busy.

Bachelor Run

Time: 37:52
Avg HR: 157
Peak HR: 177
Calories: 611
Distance: TBD miles
Start Time: 5:50 AM
Training Effect: 4.6
Temp: 58 F
Date: 7/17/07

Three fourths of the Agricolas were on Cape Cod yesterday, so I was bachelor guy last night. I missed my family but it was pretty relaxing last night, lounging on my porch, reading. I got to bed fairly early and out of the house with no distractions and no dirty diapers.

I need to run more, but I also need to stop partying. Last week was a party week, awash in cake and beer . . . not exactly optimal training diet. Anyway, I went out on one of my newer routes and it went pretty well, pretty quick. It's in the 4-5 mile range, probably middle-4s. There were tons of bikers out today, 3 pelotons of about 70 riders total went zipping by me today. No offense FA, but bikers are unfriendly. They look at me and I at them like alien creatures. Maybe our unfriendliness is just a mirror back at our ourselves -- maybe I'm an unfriendly runner. I was influenced by VTR's post about eye contact and testing a hypothesis on my trot.

The bikers are pretty superior and unfriendly -- I think it comes from the complexity and cost of their machines. They at least stare at you, but give no sign of recognition
The runners 'round here typically give a wave or some sort of nod, smile etc.
Some The friendliest and un-friendliest folks are the lady fitness walkers in their cotton tee-shirts and shorts. They can go either way: big happy smile, or utter disregard/lack of acknowledgment.