Like a fart in the wind!

Ok, so let me explain this title...

When you are a movie fan, you can hear one word or a series of words and it will trigger a scene or line in a movie.  If you're really bad, you can talk in movie lines throughout dinner (which My Woman is not a fan of).

Anyway.

So its been awhile since I ran last.  12 days to be exact.  Doesn't sound like a lot but when you're a world class athlete it's like forever!  :|

So as I'm thinking about what to write, I thought..."I finally got out to run...it's a miracle."  To which my brain automatically jumps to the scene in the movie The Shawshank Redemption when Warden Norton discovers that prisoner Andy Dufresne is not in his cell despite being counted in the previous night's bed check.  In the scene he starts getting angry and exclaims "Lordy!  Its a miracle!  The man up and vanished like a fart in the wind!"

...yeah I know.  

Could be that the word fart is in the line.  That helps it to stick right at the top of my list of favorites.

Decent run.  Little chilly, lots of field burning really helped my wheezing too.

2.48 miles 26:20

Later.

Dodging worms and chasing lightning!

Yeah, not near as exciting as it sounds...

In the two nights I have run this week I have encountered high winds and cold rains. But that's par for the course when talking about springtime in middle America.

During my last year of running, I've faced many dangers on the streets and roads of our little town. Things like giant flying insects, bats, dogs, inattentive drivers, and of course, Mr LePew.

Well tonight's run added a few more to that list.

During my day I don't watch much TV until later in the evening. Between working all day, figuring out dinner, helping kids with homework, laundry, trying to squeeze in a run, etc...you know, normal family stuff, My Woman and I don't spend a ton of time in front of the boob tube. A few times a week I'll sit down and watch the news. This is about the only time I catch a forecast of the local weather.

Well apparently I should have been watching the weather because after I laced up my Brooks and hit the pavement, I realized there was a good bit of flashing going on above. Fortunately for me, the strikes were all above the cloud layer and not like a visitor from Asgard. So I headed out.

Not far into my run I realized my hazards tonight were not strictly above my head. But they were below my Brooks as well. Due to the persistent rain today, worms had decided to come out and enjoy the cool moist weather.

Contrary to some opinions, worms do not come out when it rains so as not to drown, but rather to get busy (or bizaay) or escape moles. Interesting I know! Yet another chance for education, read here.

So how is this a hazard?

Well, if you are running with proper technique, you aren't staring at the ground. And if you aren't staring at the ground then you're not gonna see those slippery, slimy, slick, mucus covered poop factories beneath your feet! And of course I ALWAYS run with proper technique!

...duh.

Luckily I arrived home unscathed. No charred electrical burns or road rashes from slipping on many favorite live bait.

Ran pretty good tonight. 9:25 first mile, 19:58 at the 2 mile mark.

2.52 miles, 25:45.

Later.

Gorilla Force Winds

Ho-ly Cow!

Nothing like spring time in the Heartland!

Wikipedia defines the term gale as a very strong wind (no kidding Captain Obvious).  However, what I didn't know is that there are many different levels of gales.  So in writing this run's post, I did a bit of research...which means I Googled it.

Educate yourself with a little Wikipedia knowledge here.

I've decided that my favorite type of gale is is the Fresh Gale.  But I wonder, is that when the wind is copping a feel?  Might as well have been tonight as I came home feeling all groped like a Vegas cocktail waitress.

Still a good run for being a Monday.

3.06 miles, 34:34.

Later.