So what did I do Sunday? I can’t even remember. Maybe I rode my bike. Yeah, that’s probably it. All the workouts just sort of blend into one now. I think that was the ride where some tiny dude passed me then started giving me hand signs like he was doing the hand dance from Grease. What is that … the lotus butterfly … the church and the steeple? I guess he wanted me to pass him or maybe he wanted to draft? I don’t know, I was 30 feet behind him, we were doing like 27mph and I don’t know the code. So, finally he slammed to a standstill and I just rode on by. He probably gave me one last hand sign behind my back.
The weekly Sparkler run on Mondays … that’s a good run when I get to do it. Yesterday was the Bouldin route (or the Bolder Boldin as some others call it). I ran with Pat most of the way (Andre was too chicken to come out with the early morning wackos) as he was a virgin to the Sparkler and the route and I wanted to break him in gently. Being Labor Day and all, we were among the very few abnormal psychos out for a jaunt at 6 a.m. on a holiday. But the isolated trail was nice. Somewhere around mile five maybe, I picked it up and left Pat and tried to catch Jorge and Paul who had drifted ahead going up Bouldin but didn’t seem to have picked it up since then. I rammed it in pretty hard those last two miles, especially going down Robert E. Lee where I thought my feet would flame up from the friction (yeah, I was going that fast!). The final tally for the ~7.5 miles was 54.50, a good bit faster than the last time I ran this route. Attribute that to Mssrs. Pugh and Watson who came slumming with us and kept the pace above normal for the first part of the run.
Today was circuit training. I’m normally ambivalent towards circuit as I don’t feel it does a whole lot for me except cause me pain for a couple of days afterward. So when I woke up and heard the rain this morning, I battled to get out of bed and stay out. I finally guilted myself into getting up and going and it turned out to be a fairly pleasant workout, with the group pleasantly sparse, the rain pleasantly refreshing and the core workout pleasantly absent Gilbert.
In other news, I forgot my towel this morning, the treehouse got a trapdoor this weekend, I went to the Austin College / Texas Lutheran football game, and water is wet and the sky is blue. Finally, isn’t “abnormal psycho” a redundancy?
