My Butterfly Boogie 10k Experience

My retelling of the Butterfly Boogie (I promise I didn't name it) 10k is going to be a little different than what I did for Cowtown. The primary reason is my brain was frozen so I don't remember it as well. While the weather was similar, it was overcast so there was no sunshine to give a hint of warmth.

The course had almost all of its uphill sections during the first half. This all but ensured a "negative split", i.e. faster time on the back half.

At the first water stop after mile one, there were a couple of little girls giving high fives as we went by - cute!

There was a man running with his son who was probably around 10. Dad was yelling at the kid about technique. Who drags their kid out on Saturday morning and does that?

The back half followed the Katy Trail. It is a nice bike/running trail. However there were three things that stuck with me. The trail passes near a BBQ restaurant, and the smell of the smokehouse was surprisingly sickening. The trial is lined with trees, but I came across a gap in the trees at the same time a gust of wind came. It was like being hit by a linebacker! Finally, I passed near a hamburger joint, and it had the same effect as the BBQ place.

While I don't have the official results yet, I think I was within 30 seconds of my Cowtown pace. Given the conditions, I'll take it.

As a side note, the initial formatting of the post may be a bit off. I am posting it from my BlackBerry while waiting on my car to be serviced.

Until next time...
PH

Saturday on the road...

Here's a little moblie blogging for your Saturday reading. We've just crossed into Oklahoma after driving the entire stretch on I44 from St. Louis. If the businesses along the highway are any indication, Missouri's economy is fueled by fireworks and porn. Missouri's founding fathers must be proud.

Until next time...
PH

Waiting...

Have you ever noticed how much of your life you spend waiting for something? I'm sitting in the lobby at 24 Hour Fitness waiting to sign up for a Pilates Reformer class. There are only 10 slots, and this is the only evening class all week. The sign up sheet goes out at 6:30, but you have to come early and get in line prior to that. It's a worthwhile class, so I don't mind doing it once a week.

However it made me think about waiting in general, and I've found that I do a lot of it. I wait - as many of you do - in traffic or at stop lights. I wait for meetings to start at work - they never start on time.

While patience is a virtue, most waiting seems wasteful. Do you ever encounter the "hurry up and wait"?

Until next time...
PH

Blogging on the Road

I'm trying blogging on the go this afternoon. I didn't bring any reading material to Starbucks this afternoon so I thought I'd give this a shot.

Yesterday I was at Target, and I saw something sad. Many people my age had a sock monkey stuffed animal that our mother or someone we knew made for us. While passing the toys, I saw a sock monkey. To me this ranks up there with premade rice krispy treats. Are we not able to do even the simplest things for ourselves anymore? As a kid these things were special because someone close to you made them for you. Perhaps I'm just being old fashioned. What do you think? What other common things are available for sale these days that used to be special because they were homemade?

Until next time...
PH