The Rainbow Connection

This post isn't exactly about the rainbow connection. I just wanted you to get the song stuck in your head. You're welcome.

Sing it, Kermit.

But I did see some rainbow action during my run on Tuesday. Plus, it makes a good Blog post title and I got some good pictures, which made my first mile like 20 minutes because I kept stopping to take pictures.

It had rained earlier in the day, and more rain was on the way, so it was only 68 degrees when I started running. The first mile was full of me playing National Geographic photographer.

I felt really good on this run. I think that's mainly due to the drop in temperature. It can still be in the 90s after sunset in October here. There was a steady light rain for my second two miles and it felt amazing. I was prancing around like gazelle frolicking in the Serengeti. (Are there gazelles on the Serengeti? I'm too lazy to look it up.) The average observer may not have seen me as a gazelle (most likely they're were thinking brontosaurus, a really short Pygmy brontosaurus), but I was frolicking in my mind.

I had to use a filter on this one to show the whole rainbow.

I did a total of 4 miles and the last two felt amazing. I took a bunch of short walk breaks and then continued on at a pace that was pretty quick for me. It wasn't quite the Galloway approach, because I'd only walk maybe 10-15 steps, but it really did help.

I felt awesome when I was done and much more positive about getting back into running.

Then I went running last night. My legs were like cement. The first mile was so tough that I almost went back to my car. It was in the 80s and humid due to the rain on Tuesday.

I got through 2 miles, then 3. Somehow I managed to just keep trucking along until I did 6 miles. I was pretty proud of that considering how terrible I felt for the first half. I didn't even plan to run 6 miles. I originally planned to run only 3.

We should all take note of this because it's totally not like me to do that. I'll just give myself a pat on the back on your behalf, mmmm'kay?

The police precinct at the park where I run puts up decorations for different holidays, so this was out front. It doesn't feel like Halloween when I'm dripping sweat, but I appreciate the effort!

 

So put me down for 6 miles on Sunday, 4 miles on Tuesday and 6 miles on Wednesday for Wine & Dine Half training.

 

 

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Modern Hieroglyphics

Last night I went on an archeological adventure. You can picture me all decked out in Indiana Jones apparel holding a torch while I discover the secrets of the universe. (Or you can picture me in running clothes, which is what I was actually wearing.)

Do you ever wonder what future civilizations will think of us when they do their archeological excavations two thousand years from now? I actually often contemplate these types of things, especially while I'm watching The Walking Dead and I'm picturing a post apocalyptic future.

If you've ever watched Ancient Aliens, then you already know that an alien race helped build several architectural wonders such as the Pyramids at Giza and Machu Pichu. Duh. Of course they did! But did you know that they also helped build a tunnel on the trail I run? I mean, they left their self portrait so we'd know they're here among us.

Modern aliens enjoy a good smoke, too.

The teenagers of this civilization were clearly wise and quoted great philosophers. Judging by the texts, they endured great hardship, most likely stemming from a lack of cell service within this tunnel. I can't imagine how they survived.

The great wisdom of Linkin Park

It really is a shame the blind man can't read this sign. However did he get the message?

I can't even figure out what is happening in this scenario. I'm guessing these kids were drunk.

Fertility was of get concern, too. I'm basing this educated assumption on the sheer number of male genitalia pictures on the wall. This was my favorite because it also resembles Gonzo from The Muppets.

So anatomically accurate!

Clearly, this ancient tribe (I've dubbed this clan "high schoolers") feared the ending of their species.

My guess is their extinction was due to a lack of correct grammar, but that's speculation.

 

And with that, you can put me down for 5 miles toward Wine & Dine training.

 

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