Old School

It was an unusually hectic morning today. I came back in for the forgotten something a couple of times before we successfully departed. I was half way to work before I realized that I left “Garminia” (the gps) at home.

I found “old school” (the watch) at the bottom of my workout bag. I reviewed the buttons and we were off in record time. Garminia always has to “find herself” before she is able to begin the run, so the speedy departure was a welcome surprise. Mark and I met up with Cindy just out of the driveway. Apparently, she was eager to get started and got to the meeting place well ahead of schedule. She had an extra 6 minutes on her watch by the time we met up.

The three of us happily ran down the street, past the ever-growing company that neighbors ours. The smell of their food spilled out of the building and into the air for the next 1/4 mile (or so it seemed). It smelled yummy. We passed a group of walkers who were totally taking over the sidewalk and not moving for anyone. Then we passed a couple of the same company’s employees who are too lazy to walk – they need the motorized scooters (that the company provides). I’ll leave it at that – don’t get me started on this topic. Where was I? Oh, yes…”happily running down the street.”

We hit the bike path and continued running. I took the lead with Cindy and Mark just behind me. All I can say is that some days the runs are hard and others day they are easy. It was pretty obvious that I was having one of those good days. I could hear Cindy and Mark breathing hard behind me. Cindy was cussing under her breath along the way. I wonder if it has any thing to do with the couple of pounds that I’ve shed. I could have pushed it so much harder than I was. I felt AWESOME.

I am only sad that I couldn’t have shared this run with Garminia. She would have loved it. And as for “old school”, she failed to keep up and dropped the time about 1 mile from the end. That will be the last time that I run with her. *humph*