today is a gloriously sunny day in buffalo, and i took the time to go running around delaware park and back. tis hard to say how long the run was, but it was probably between 5 and 6 miles considering how long it took me to run it.
on the way back i was heckled by various women in cars. an excerpt of their comments:
“keep up the good work handsome!”
“way to go!”
“shake that ass!”
amanda was shocked when i related their comments to her later and had no idea i would be such a trophy husband. heh.
i have decided that i don’t actually run most of the time as least compared to when i was running a lot in my younger days. i ran track during high school, and i don’t run nearly as fast now as i did then. i decided that it was mainly due to the fact that i usually don’t lengthen my stride as much or bring my knees up as high… mainly because i am not really in as good of shape and because i weigh 45 pounds more now than i did then. amanda commented that i looked like i had not grown into my body’s frame when she saw my high school pictures. i was definitely skinnier, tho i did not think so at the time.
and of course, i am older, my body is falling apart, shin splints in my right leg have been killing me, woe woe woe. whine whine whine. heh. i had been diagnosed with thoracic outlet symdrone in my right shoulder last year, and running always tends to aggravate it (what with all the bouncing around and contraction of the chest). i have a cute condition where my pulse will stop in the right wrist and my hand will get tingly when my arm is in certain positions and my chest is expanded. cool, huh?
anyway, i also came to the conclusion that anything below 5mph was jogging and anything faster is running (one has plenty of time for meditative thought whilst running). on the treadmill, i can walk quickly at almost 5mph; if i run at all, i usually am going at least 5.5mph; i usuualy keep between 6.0 and 7.5 at the gym. i can run faster off the treadmill, but running fast on treadmills always seems too precarious to do for long.
i thought of all kinds of cool things while running, but alas, like dreams, i don’t remember most of them now. maybe they come to me next time.