Friday, September 26, 2014
One Hundred Sixty-Two
September 25, 2014
7.28 Miles in 1:12:26
Soundtrack: The Mediocre Show / 99% Invisible
There is something glorious about going running to pick up shortening from the grocery store. Shortening, as best as I can tell, is gooey sticky animal fat thrown into a jar that makes cookies taste good. Let the record show that I fully acknowledge that I may have a limited understanding of the nature of shortening. Still, my wife needed to make cookies and our cupboards were bare in the shortening department, so my Tuesday night run was imbued with an extra sense of purpose. I'd like to note at this point that jogging with a grocery sack full of a large tub of shortening is not the ideal way to get a run in, but it can be accomplished if one is so inclined.
After the to and fro to the grocery store and back home was completed, I was two miles in and needing to get in some more pavement pounding, so I started weaving my way through the local streets and shopping areas. I don't know that I had ever noticed this fireplace in use before, or if I have, I had forgotten it. The night was not overly cold, so I found it odd that the fire was raging, but I went to go check it out. This thing puts out a good amount of heat in addition to exhorting me to climb mountains. I'm not sure if the "poetry" on the chimney was intended to be inspiring, but I was glad to know that the mountains had good tidings of great joy for me. I need to get up there soon, apparently. I could use a bit of nature's peace. Perhaps I'm being overly cynical of the outdoor shopping mall's directions for my life. I need to investigate this further perhaps? Okay, now I'm just rambling, so I'm going to go for now. Until next time...