Tuesday, April 7, 2020

One Thousand Ninety-Seven



April 7, 2020
8.40 Miles in 1:26:41
Mood: Kinda tired.
Soundtrack: The Avett Brothers "A Carolina Jubilee" and "The Carpenter"

I feel like this mannequin is as sick of corona virus as we all are. She just looks over it. (But in a cool way.) I ran around a deserted outdoor mall this morning while taking pictures of mannequins in windows like a crazy person because nothing makes sense anymore, so why not? Mostly, I'm tired of not being able to go and do things...(other than running, thank God I can still do that.) And I'm tired of uncertainty. I want to know when sports will start up again and I can go back to working from the office, and go to restaurants and go see a movie, and meet up with friends, and not have to avoid all other humans like the literal plague. I feel like I'd be able to cope better if I knew when it was all going to end. Having a finish line to work towards helps you feel like you aren't running endlessly. Egad.


One Thousand Ninety-Six


April 5, 2020
8.07 Miles in 1:19:22
Mood: Cracking under the Covid Stress.
Soundtrack: Shovels and Rope "O' Be Joyful" and "By Blood"

This is the first run where I'm showing signs of beginning to crack under the corona virus paranoia. I originally had intended to run around Wash Park, but there were enough people running there that it was difficult to maintain that arbitrary 6 feet of distance we have been told we must maintain between others to stop Covid-19 from spreading. I was trying hard, but just decided it'd be better for my own peace of mind to just run the city streets for the most part and head up from Wash Park to Cheesman Park and back. Fewer people to avoid that way, and it's a pleasant run. So I got a little bit of a taste of the Wash Park that I love without having the stress of having to avoid folks the whole time, and I got to visit this spot, which is the site of one of my favorite Pokemon Go Gyms.



One Thousand Ninety-Five


April 3, 2020
7.97 Miles in 1:18:22
Mood: Surprise run through a panda preserve!
Soundtrack: Nada Surf "Never Not Together"

I was working from home when my boss told me that we needed to avoid overtime now, and because I had been so busy, I was way past my 40 hours for the week already. I cut out early, because I was told to do so, and since I had skipped my morning run, I figured that I may as well do an afternoon run instead.

Running in the afternoon is lovely, because it's much less cold at 4:00 PM in early April than it is at 6:30 AM in early April. I didn't even need a hoodie, I just ran in a running shirt! It was glorious. Plus, while on this run, I discovered a panda preserve in Littleton, as seen by the photograpical evidence seen above. These are heady times we are living in!



Wednesday, April 1, 2020

One Thousand Ninety-Four


April 1, 2020
9.63 Miles in 1:32:35
Mood: Strong like bull, and ready to be barked at.
Soundtrack: Everclear "So Much For The Afterglow"

I left the house just as the bright sunrise colors were beginning to dissipate. I managed to get a picture from my deck right before I started, and since I was planning on running at Southglenn, I knew that I would use it for today's post. Freed from having to take a photo, I instead went hard. I barely stopped running at all, and just kept circling Southglenn. I felt really good and ended up going nearly ten miles at a decent pace and just kept moving and feeling great. I did have a tiny dog bark at me several times, much to the embarrassment of her owner, who apologized profusely for her six pound dog violently threatening me with her bark. I was mostly amused, and felt bad for the woman who felt bad about her dog. She need not have apologized, as I was enjoying the ferocity of the tiny animal quite a bit.



One Thousand Ninety-Three


March 30, 2020
7.58 Miles in 1:19:49
Mood: Birds got me feeling okay!
Soundtrack: Bird noises

So I forgot to grab my earbuds before I hit the road on this run, and even though I realized it super close to home, I decided to go music free on this one. I'm glad I did, because spring is alive and the birds are going nuts. It was fun to listen to all their noises, be it their squawking, their lovely songs, their hoots, or the many many woodpeckers going to town on banging their beaks into the trees, they were super noisy on this Monday in late March. Today's photo is of a bird that I didn't even hear making noise, but he was in the same tree as a woodpecker, and I looked up to see the woodpecker and was surprised by this beautiful hawk. I really was super enjoying the birds this time out, so it only made sense to post a picture of a bird in celebration. Yay birds!



One Thousand Ninety-Two


April 29, 2020
8.37 Miles in 1:23:40
Mood: Social distancing myself, as I usually do on a run even before it was cool.
Soundtrack: Twenty One Pilots "Blurryface"

Every playground I pass has yellow caution tape around all the equipment. This makes sense, as the health department doesn't want people gathering and spreading Covid-19, and playground are basically designed to make people gather, but it's kind of a sad marker of the times. I look forward to when the tape can come down and children can gather and play together. I'm getting tired of this virus nonsense.



One Thousand Ninety-One


March 26, 2020
8.53 Miles in 1:26:29
Mood: Thankful for goats.
Soundtrack: Passenger "All the Little Lights" and Pearl Jam "Ten" and Peter Mulvey "Letters From a Flying Machine"

The world may be all messed up and strange, but at least there is a yellow goat on this rock. So not all is lost.



Wednesday, March 25, 2020

One Thousand Ninety


March 24, 2020
7.00 Miles in 1:10:27
Mood: Watching a ghost town happen in real time.
Soundtrack: Better Oblivion Community Center "Better Oblivion Community Center"

I am able to run places other than Southglenn, and I probably will soon, but more and more it's been the place I find myself running when I'm not going to Wash Park on Sundays. It is becoming more and more of a ghost town, which has been interesting to watch over the past week and a half. I guess that is good, but it's like everything with this time in history. It's good that people are self-isolating, but it's also surely taking a massive financial hit.




One Thousand Eighty-Nine


March 22, 2020
8.25 Miles in 1:18:33
Mood: Not as alone as I expected.
Soundtrack: The Shins "Port of Morrow"

I think this used to be a snowman, or possibly two. I'm not sure which.

Also, Wash Park is less busy than normal thanks to people self-isolating to fight the spread of Covid-19, but it's still got a lot of people. More than I would have expected to see. Then again, I'm one of those people, so I'm not really in a position to judge.


One Thousand Eighty-Eight


March 20, 2020
6.59 Miles in 1:10:22
Mood: Mostly just trying to not slip and fall.
Soundtrack: The Avett Brothers "Emotionalism"

After a few days of working from home and a snowstorm that was severe enough to keep me from running at all on Thursday morning, I was ready to get out and run. The problem was that the whole world was icy. Ridiculously slippery. There were a few times on this run that I thought for sure I was going to hit the ground. I managed to avoid falling, but just barely. I stayed at Southglenn just because it was less icy than everywhere else, but unlike my Tuesday run where it was beautiful, I was staying there just to avoid the rest of the more slippery places, and even Southglenn let me down a little because it too was still quite slick. I ended up with slow times and a short run total for this run, but I didn't fall and I got a decent amount of mileage in for the circumstances, so I called it a win.

The thing that amazed me is that I kept running past 24 Hour Fitness, and they are of course closed due to Covid-19, but I must have seen four or five people trying to get in. Most of them try to open the door, but it's locked. Then they try to open the door harder...Then they finally read the sign on the door that says the gym is closed, then they walk away in confusion. It's like half the world is unaware that most of the world is closed to try and fight a virus from spreading. It'd be funny if it wasn't so annoyingly serious.