Man... I took my running shoes to work today in hopes of going for a lunch and the body (or was it the mind?) just wasn't having it. So I didn't run and instead took the long way home.
It was another amazing day in Seattle. Upper 80s, brilliant, blue sky, I am loving this weather. LOVING it.
On the way home I was in a hyper-critical mood for some reason and judging everyone I saw. There was the guy in long sleeves and black tights. Really? In this weather? And the woman who was sitting on her saddle but shuffling her feet on the ground like she was on one of those little bikes for children that have no pedals. Except her bike did. And there was Joe Commuter who had to dart in and out of all the pedestrians on the path through Myrtle Edwards Park endangering everyone who came within 20' of him. And there was the guy that I passed and who promptly sprinted ahead of me to regain the 'lead' even though we were not racing.
But then when I was about three miles from home I looked down and noticed that I had broken a spoke in my rear wheel and so now I was that guy riding along with a wheel that was wobbling back and forth. Serves me right.
As I crossed the wooden bridge that spans the railroad tracks by the Ballard Locks a train went under me. I have never timed it that well ever and it was kind of neat. Until the cloud of diesel smoke hit me that is.
Sleep | 6 |
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Workout Food | water |
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Workout Type | active recovery endurance |
Weather | upper 60s on the way to work, upper 80s on the way home |
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Equipment | Raleigh Mojave 8.0, Garmin Edge 500 |
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