So, I have been out of town the last two weeks and have run a total of two times in that period. Once in NYC, once in Phoenix. Of all the things that happen on Town Lake that make me feel like the least fit person on earth, nothing can compare to my run in NYC's Central Park. I swear I was the only non-professional runner out there. As one example, at about 1.5 miles into my run two women sprinted - literally sprinted - past me. I figured they must be finishing the end of their run and have 10 feet left to go. I was then certain I was right when they stopped a second later. Turns out one of them just needed to tie her shoe. They then proceeded to sprint by me again...and oh yes, then a third time as they lapped me on a 2 mile loop. It was horrible. I felt like a Chevy Nova at the Indy 500.
Glad to be back in Austin where at least every now and then Maddie and I can pass someone.
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