Friday, December 8, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Eight


December 8, 2017
6.17 Miles in 1:01:30
Mood: Sliding and then aching, but at least not cold for a change.
Soundtrack: dan le sac vs. Scroobius Pip "Angles" and "Repent Replenish Repeat"

For the first time this week, the temperatures were above 15 degrees, and yet THIS is the run where I had a hard time. It snowed last night. Not a lot, but just enough to make any concrete surface as slippery as an ice rink. There were several occasions where I was running on a street and nearly wiped out due to the slidey nature of the road. After about a mile and a half of dealing with that, I decided to retreat to the Highline Canal Trail where the snow had fallen, but hadn't created a dangerous icy wasteland. This is what stinks about snow, even a tiny amount can cause annoying problems. Snow should be illegal.

After finding the comforting safety of a non-slick running surface, I had several miles of productive running before a low blood sugar issue combined with an aching left calf muscle to basically slow me to a walk. I ate my emergency packet of peanut butter and hobbled home. I managed a respectable six miles of running, but there was precious little running the final 30 minutes as I slowly made it home. Even now, several hours later, my calf is still bothering me a little. Nothing major, but it is definitely more sore than usual.

At least I was treated to a pretty cool sunrise over the fountain in Southglenn.



Thursday, December 7, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Seven


December 7, 2017
7.90 Miles in 1:17:39
Mood: Frozen and thankful to be so.
Soundtrack: The Walking Dead 'Cast / 99% Invisible / U2 "Songs of Innocence"

Amazingly it was even colder when I woke up this morning than on Tuesday. The fridge thermometer showed a 9 when I walked into the kitchen this time, and once again it took a little me a little convincing of myself to get going, and once again, I was glad I did. Sure, it was freezing. My face felt frozen solid at one point, but it was a beautiful morning, and I felt so good I nearly did eight miles today.



Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Six


December 5, 2017
7.27 Miles in 1:12:04
Mood: Convincing myself I wouldn't die of exposure, and then thankfully NOT dying of exposure.
Soundtrack: U2 "Songs of Experience"

When I walked into my kitchen this morning to eat a bowl of cereal and get ready for my run, I looked at the thermometer on top of the fridge which shows the outside temperature and recoiled because it said it was 14 degrees outside. I did a lot of internal negotiating with myself trying to decide if the part of me that wanted to stay warm would defeat the part of me that wanted to get my run in. The negotiations lingered for quite some time, but in the end the runner won with concessions to the warm wishing side of me being that I would wear extra clothing.

So with two sweatshirts, a running shirt, long underwear, running pants, some gloves and my thickest pair of socks, I eventually headed out into the chill. I was expecting it to feel way worse, and while it was chilly, I never felt it was unbearably miserable. In fact, after about 15 minutes of running, I was feeling quite comfy in the out of doors. I ran my first three miles at Southglenn...unlike my usual reason for running in Southglenn, this was not Pokemon related but rather making sure that if it got too cold, I would be a short jaunt back to the warm base of home. However, after three miles, it had warmed up to the point where I knew I was just fine so I decided to do the last four miles on the Highline Canal trail and wander a little further from home.

As I ran, I was accompanied by the newest album from U2, which I gotta say is pretty good. A lot of people say that they have lost their fastball and disregard new releases from U2, but I think they are aging like a fine wine. I have really enjoyed their past three or four albums, and this one has some really good stuff on it. I'm a fan.

As for today's photo: The Southglenn ice rink is up and running. It didn't need too much help with being frozen this morning, but it looks pretty with the wreaths and all the Christmas lights on it, so I made it my photo for the day.


Monday, December 4, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Five


December 3, 2017
8.24 Miles in 1:16:17
Mood: Forgetful and Suspicious
Soundtrack: Ambient park noises

As I was pulling up to Wash Park this particular morning, I realized that I had left my earbuds at home. It's about a 20 minute drive one way, so I knew that I would be running without any music or podcasts as I did NOT feel like postponing my run for 40 minutes to head home and get them. I was annoyed, but I figured that every now and then it's good to get a run completed in silence. Good for the soul, probably.

Although I was without music, it was an absolutely gorgeous morning, so after a few minutes of annoyance with myself, I settled in to a December run that was much warmer that a December run has any business being. Plus, there were some cool clouds and lots of birds circling overhead, so it was pretty picturesque in addition to be warm and comfortable.

Not listening to anything also gave me time to develop a theory...that theory is that all Canadian Geese are clones. I developed this theory as I started looking at the insane amount of Canada Geese that dominate the park and realized that every single one of them looked exactly the same. There is nothing to differentiate one from another so I am left to believe that they are either all clones, or perhaps they are a spying device foisted upon earth by some superior species to keep tabs on our activities in public parks. You see, it is not good for me to forget my earbuds.


Friday, December 1, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Four


December 1, 2017
7.33 Miles in 1:12:33
Mood: Sympathy for Father Christmas
Soundtrack: The Avett Brothers "True Sadness" / The Killers "Wonderful Wonderful" / O.A.R. "All Sides"

When I turned the corner and saw this house in the distance with Santa on it, one thought immediately entered my mind. Santa is suicidal. He's waving goodbye to this cruel world and about to leap off the roof to his death. Granted, it's a one story building, so it's unlikely to kill him, but my heart was feeling some real sympathy for the deep rooted depression of Kris Kringle. It's sad really. So many dependent upon him for their happiness, and he can't even make himself happy. Kinda makes you think...



Seven Hundred Thirty-Three


November 30, 2017
7.37 Miles in 1:13:21
Mood: Slow, but supplied.
Soundtrack: Dead and Dreaming: An Indie Tribute to Counting Crows / Counting Crows "Hard Candy"

The first half of this run doubled as a supply run for Pokemon Go supplies. I think that when I'm circling the Streets at Southglenn that my speeds register as lower due to the fact that I change direction a lot more often than when I run in a more straight line. I notice everytime that I'm running there that my speeds are usually in excess of 10 minutes per mile, which is pretty slow for me. Then I usually pick up the pace if I run elsewhere with less turning. I was a little bummed to have such a slow time, but I was happy to be able to load up with supplies, so I'll just live with it.

I really love how Southglenn has adorned their fireplace with Christmas decorations. They are festive, but not gaudy. Thought it looked really nice.


Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty-Two


November 28, 2017
6.25 Miles in 1:02:15
Mood: Embracing the holidays, but not so much the alarm clock.
Soundtrack: The Walking Dead 'Cast / The Bill Simmons Podcast

When my alarm clock wakes me up in the middle of a sleep cycle when I'm at my deepest level of sleep, it usually means I'm not having my best run. This proved true this morning, as I was startled awake most rudely by the only machine I keep in my home for the express purpose of making me hate it. Alarm clocks are the worst, and in a perfect world, they would not exist.

I was groggy all through the morning, and stumbled out the door finally about 20 minutes later than I would prefer, and kind of sleepwalked through an uninspired run. You can tell I'm dragging when I throw in the towel before I reach 7 miles, and I most definitely threw in the towel. I got enough miles in to make it to 100 for the month for the 47th consecutive time, but it was an ugly stumble to the finish of that milestone. Oh well, all runs are not created equal, and sometimes they'll be less than ideal.

The photo comes from very near my home, where Santa and Rudolph have set up shop and are glowing Christmas cheer to the neighborhood. I am resolved to be more Christmas positive this year, so I made this my run photo rather than grumble about it. I'm not listening to the channel that plays non-stop Christmas music just yet, but I'm determined to be less Grinch-like in my attitude to this holiday season...it is often my default posture to hate everything about it until the final week, but I'm going to try to turn over a new leaf. Although, that doesn't extend to snow, which is the worst thing about winter. I'm dreaming of a positive and lovely green Christmas.


Seven Hundred Thirty-One


November 26, 2017
7.43 Miles in 1:10:20
Mood: Feeling better than I had any right to feel.
Soundtrack: Peter Mulvey "Letters from a Flying Machine" and "Deep Blue" and "Notes from Elsewhere"

After not running for five days and only a few hours of sleep removed from a 15 hour drive back from Illinois, I was expecting to be a mess. Oddly, I felt really great. It was good to get back in the swing after missing a couple of runs. Plus the skies were blessed with the most beautiful clouds, and the weather was about as balmy as you can get in late November. I listened to some folksy, bluesy folk rock from Peter Mulvey and just leaned into my peaceful easy feeling.


Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Seven Hundred Thirty


November 21, 2017
7.18 Miles in 1:11:05
Mood: Watching the world get colder.
Soundtrack: The Walking Dead 'Cast / The Bill Simmons Podcast

It was almost 50 degrees when I started out this run, but that was about the warmest it'd be all day. I posted the picture above, because it was almost like I was watching the cold front move in as I ran. (It also made for some dramatic cloud action.) By the time I was nearly finished the rain was falling lightly, and thirty minutes later I left and the whole world was wet.

It's kind of strange to have the world get progressively colder as the sun rises, it so rarely happens in that manner.



Monday, November 20, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Nine


November 19, 2017
7.36 Miles in 1:07:17
Mood: Cold and quick, but decidedly unphotogenic.
Soundtrack: The Mountain Goats "All Eternals Deck"

It was chilly and gray at Wash Park. The lack of sunshine left my favorite place in somewhat less that it's peak photographic state, but because it was kind of cold, I didn't really feel like stopping and taking a lot of pictures anyway. I just wanted to run, and my pace was helped by this desire. Keeping moving warms you up, and by my first lap, I was mostly warm and felt good and fast.

It was definitely one of those mornings where I just felt like getting my run in and getting home. My wife even commented that it was too early for me to be home, because I got back a lot sooner than normal. I guess winter cold is good for efficiency, if nothing else. I guess the picture I'm posting today isn't all that bad, but that speaks to the beauty of Wash Park more than the day.



Friday, November 17, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Eight



November 17, 2017
7.18 Miles in 1:09:26
Mood: Friday Rollin'
Soundtrack: Lupe Fiasco "Lupe Fiasco's The Cool" and "Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor"

I almost could have worn shorts on this run, such is the nature of the weather of late. The sun was shining and I saw a bunch of Blue Jays prancing about. (Still can't manage to get a photo of one, though.)

I thought I'd need a bit of musical assistance to get through this run, so I selected Lupe Fiasco which almost always puts an extra bounce in my step. I don't think I even needed Lupe's help, though, as I was moving swiftly this morning.

Today's photo was a site that amazed me due to the fact that all the trees were lit up and so well spaced out that they looked like a natural wall looming ahead of me with only the path as a break in the action. I thought it looked cool...especially with the bright sunlight.


Thursday, November 16, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Seven



November 16, 2017
7.39 Miles in 1:10:35
Mood: Deja Vu
Soundtrack: Arctic Monkeys "AM" / Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness "Zombies On Broadway" / Of Monsters And Men "My Head is an Animal"

Weirdly the sunrise looked almost identical to the Tuesday sunrise. I even made that today's photo so you could compare. I swear it's a different day.

I was in a good mood as I am coaching my son's basketball team this winter, and we had our first practice last night. It went great, and the good vibes extended to the following morning. Not a whole lot banging around in my head this morning other than enjoying a beautiful day in November.



Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Six


November 14, 2017
7.13 Miles in 1:07:14
Mood: Really good. I was in a really good mood.
Soundtrack: The Rural Alberta Advantage "Hometowns" / The Walking Dead 'Cast

I walked outside to a world bathed in purple and pink. It was gorgeous, and I felt great because I went to bed early and had an awesome night of sleep. My pace was pretty good for a weekday morning run, and I just felt great the whole time. I decided to stay on the Highline Canal Trail the entire morning, and while I didn't see anything much new or interesting, I had sunrise pictures to fall back on for the blog, and I had an awesome morning. I even saw a coyote dash across the trail at one point this morning, although (as usual) it disappeared into the brush before I could get a good photo. Those coyotes are skittish things.

At one point in my run, a woman pushing a jogging stroller popped out from a path that intersects the trail and began running just ahead of me. I thought I'd be able to pass her easily, but hard as I tried, she remained in front of me. I looked down to my phone to check my pace, and in my efforts to catch her, I had shaved a good fifteen seconds off of my pace. (And this was after I had run for about 5 miles), which means that I was BOOKING it for a half a mile trying to catch her. I eventually realized that I wasn't going to catch up, so I stopped to let her get out of sight so I wouldn't be tempted to continue to push myself harder than I was prepared to go for the rest of the morning.



Seven Hundred Twenty-Five


November 12, 2017
7.39 Miles in 1:07:27
Mood: Mildly irritated
Soundtrack: The Shins "Wincing the Night Away"

I often hear people complaining about having to "fight the crowds" when they go places. Usually, people in large groups don't bother me. I figure if I'm attending a show or a game that there are going to be a lot of people there, and that expectation colors my view of how to react to these groups. I just go with the flow. No biggie.

I had my very own "fight the crowds" moment on Sunday, though. Wash Park is usually busy on a Sunday morning, although it's generally not super busy. There are a lot of runners and people enjoying the park, but there is a lot of solitude and large empty spaces too. I enjoy that vibe, and it is one of the reasons I love going there to run on a Sunday morning. However, this day there was an event, some kind of girls candy run. Mixing "candy" with "run" is weird enough to me, but this event was exceptionally well attended. Families descended upon the park in droves with young girls wearing the event's purple t-shirt.

I'm sure it's a very nice event. I'm all for empower young girls to run and achieve and feel good about themselves. I'm not even anti-candy. However, this run jammed up the south end of Wash Park something fierce. Despite there being large swaths of empty green grass, families were milling about all over the running path. Just standing there waiting for something. I don't even know what they were waiting for, but it made it so that every time I circled the south end of the park it felt like I was playing some kind of lame pedestrian avoiding video game.

Amazingly, my times did not suffer. In fact, this was one of the faster runs I've put together in the past several weeks. Still, for one of the first times ever, I understood how sometimes people just choose not to do something based on the fact that a lot of people will be there. I was mildly irritated.

Other than the candy run, I also crossed paths with Lindsey Jones on this morning. We waved at each other a couple of times as we ran in opposite directions around the park. Also, due to the candy run, I had to park the car a few streets over from the and saw this house with the word "Peace" in the window. Not sure why it was there, but I liked it.



Friday, November 10, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Four


November 10, 2017
6.59 Miles in 1:02:58
Mood: Nostalgic and for once thankful for the cold...or rather the visuals created by the cold.
Soundtrack: Pearl Jam "Ten" and "Vs." and "Vitalogy"

I had a bit of a throwback mood, so I thought that listening to some old Pearl Jam would put me in a 90's mindset. It worked great with Ten...as that album is great, but then as I got to Vs and Vitalogy, it worked less because I knew surprisingly little of either album. I knew several songs from Vs, but apart from "Better Man" and "Courdoury", I knew hardly anything from Vitalogy...even worse...some of it outright annoyed me. So, I guess I'm not as big a Pearl Jam fan as I thought I was prior to today. Mostly, though, even the stuff I didn't know was decent.

It was super cold again today, and by the time I had gotten to Ketring Park, it still hadn't warmed up much. However, I was very glad for this, as the grass was frozen and the light was super bright, and there was a light haze and it all came together to create the photo I posted above. I swear as I walked down this path this morning seeing this in person was a religious experience. It was so bright and so beautiful. I was hoping that the photo would come out decently, because it was exceptionally pretty. I was very pleased with what my camera captured. Some days I can't get even one good picture, and then I have days like today where I could have used about ten different shots I took. It's funny how one day can be so different from the next. Each day has a feel of it's own, and had I slept in this morning, I would have missed out on something that will never happen exactly the same again. Glad I got out of bed.


Thursday, November 9, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Three


November 9, 2017
7.45 Miles in 1:13:01
Mood: Anti-geese and anti-November
Soundtrack: Manchester Orchestra "A Black Mile To The Surface" and "HOPE" / Kanye West "My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy"

Geese are dumb. This particular V of geese were flying northwest as I photographed them. Heading Northwest for winter is not how I thought they were supposed to go, but maybe I'm wrong. Either way, I hate Canada geese, they poop all over everything and are generally loud and annoying. Even their V lacks panache, it's kind of a gutless meandering V. Perhaps I'm reading my emotions into it a bit, but geese can go spit.

Today was gray and chilly and it's really starting to feel like winter, and that stinks. November is not my favorite month, as it means that the best parts of fall are over, and now there are months and months of cold and snow ahead.

Despite all this negativity in my post, I actually enjoyed my run today.



Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-Two


November 7, 2017
7.05 Miles in 1:09:13
Mood: Oh the humanity! #crookedbronco
Soundtrack: The Walking Deadcast

The photo above is chilling. Not because the car is covered in ice and it was about 26 degrees outside when I took this picture, but rather because this is an official Broncos season ticket holder sticker with a crooked Bronco on it. It shakes my faith in all that is good to see this. I wish I could just pretend it never happened. Suddenly the fact that the Broncos have fallen apart of the football field this season makes sense. The football gods are punishing them for some underling in the office creating this abomination. It must be stopped.

Other than this crime against the Bronco logo (and decency), this was a very cold run. Thankfully, It didn't feel terrible because there was no wind so the coldness was bearable. I did something I rarely do these days and headed East rather than just trod my well worn path West on the Highline Canal Trail.

I was also listening to a podcast about the Walking Dead. A television show that used to be good, but lately it appears to have been written by a team of hedgehogs. (You may not know this, but hedgehogs are terrible writers.) I hate-watch the show at this point, because I want to see where the show goes, and honestly I enjoy complaining about just how bad it is. Turns out that if you try to drag out a show about the zombie apocalypse for 8 years, the production quality starts to suffer as the writers run out of new ideas.


Monday, November 6, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty-One


November 5, 2017
7.30 Miles in 1:12:05
Mood: Mad with early morning power.
Soundtrack: My Brother, My Brother, and Me / With Special Guest Lauren Lapkus / What Trump Can Teach Us About Con Law / 99% Invisible

Somehow I arrived at the place where I decided it was a good idea to wake up at 4:30 on a cold Sunday morning so I could go running. My decision making skills may be considered suspect, but I wanted to be able to get in a Sunday morning run, go to church, and still make it home to watch the Broncos game that started at 11. Thanks to my 4:30 plan, I was able to make all of those things happen.

It was also the weekend where we turn back the clocks an hour, so waking up at 4:30 felt like waking up at 5:30...which is what I usually do on a Sunday, so that helped. I also had to stick close to home to both be able to save time and be available at a moments notice for my family, if needed. Thankfully, no one needed me, and although I just ran near home, I actually discovered a new trail (albeit a very small one) which I have never run on before. It was very cold, I ran pretty slowly, and I didn't get a single great picture. (The rather lackluster photo above was about as good as they got this time out.) However, I executed my crazy early morning plan perfectly and got another seven miles under my belt, so I felt good when I finished.

Getting up early for the Broncos turned out to be not such a rewarding experience, as they were trounced 51-23 by the Eagles.



Friday, November 3, 2017

Seven Hundred Twenty


November 3, 2017
7.88 Miles in 1:17:05
Mood: Pro DST, Anti Blue Jay
Soundtrack: Josh Joplin "Jaywalker" / John Fullbright "From The Ground Up"

I used to hate Daylight Savings Time. I thought that it was pointless and that no one really needed it, and that it would be better to stay on the same time all year long. However, as we move into Winter with the time change not yet having occurred, I find myself running for an hour and a half in darkness before the sun rises at 7:30, and I don't enjoy it.

It's hard getting up in the middle of the night, and then eating breakfast in the middle of the night, and then running several miles in the middle of the night. I look forward to next week when the sun will rise an hour earlier and my mornings will feel more like mornings and less like evenings. I am now pro-Daylight Savings time change. May it live forever.

Also, while on this run, I saw a cool blue jay. It looked like it had flown directly off of the cap of a Toronto baseball player. It was just sitting on the Highline Canal Trail looking cool and blue. I tried to take a photo of it because it was a stunning color of blue. Apparently Blue Jays kind of have a reputation as the punks of birds, and this little jerk saw me getting my camera ready and immediately leapt up to much higher in the tree several small jumps at a time. He never stopped so I could focus the camera on him until he got all the way to the top of a tree, then he flew away. It felt like he was taunting me. He was pretty, but he was also toying with my emotions, and I don't appreciate it.



Thursday, November 2, 2017

Seven Hundred Nineteen


November 1, 2017
7.05 Miles in 1:06:56
Mood: Amazed by art
Soundtrack: Cold War Kids "LA DIVINE" / The Hamilton Mixtape

After a trip to Kansas City having left me not running for five days, I was super ready to get out there and pound some pavement. It was a Wednesday, but I had taken it off so that I could sleep in and catch up on sleep I had lost by driving to a Broncos-Chiefs game and back in a very short period.

After getting up a bit late, I decided I'd run through Five Points to see the new graffiti murals that I knew had popped up after seeing that there was a festival where a bunch of new ones were created. I took tons of photos of them, and for most of my run, I had just assumed that one of those photos would be today's photo. However, as I approached Civic Center Park, I discovered that an art installation of giant animal heads representing the Chinese Zodiac had been installed around the fountain surrounded by pillars at the North End of the park. These statues are giant and amazing, and the semi circle that they create around the fountain is impressive. I decided to use the photo of the dragon, as I was born in the year of the dragon, and I thought it was awesome. But really, all of the statues are great. They were created by an activist artist named Ai Weiwei, and they will be in Denver until October 2018, so if you live nearby, I strongly suggest checking them out sometime over the next year.



Friday, October 27, 2017

Seven Hundred Eighteen


October 27, 2017
7.02 Miles in 1:08:49
Mood: Starting well, finishing less well...also it was very cold.
Soundtrack: Hop Along "Painted Shut" / Indigo Girls "Swamp Ophelia" / First Aid Kit "Stay Gold"

My weather app said that the temp this morning as I left the house was 23 but it "felt like" 17. I don't know how they figure "Feels Like" temperatures, but I will say it was stinking cold. I left a little late this morning just because I was trying to work myself up to get out into the chill. I've faced many colder runs that this, but this was the first run that actually felt like a winter run that I've had since probably March. Somehow I get used to this stuff, but the first time is always tough. I kept thinking it'd be so nice to just have yesterday morning's weather in the 50s.

I pushed through the initial cold and actually had a really great start to the run. Considering this was my second straight day, my legs felt pretty good. However, about two thirds of the way through, my blood sugar was feeling a bit low...this always feels the worst when I'm running because it's hard to sustain any kind of running momentum, I end up having to just walk for awhile. I ate the portable package of almond butter that I almost always run with for these situations, and walked for a good bit, trying to start running a few times, but never really able to really get going. Finally, I was able to put together a decent half mile at the end, but my legs had gotten super cold, so it was hard to get back to feeling good and moving well. I ended up with an average pace and decent mileage, but the end was definitely a disappointment. Still, this run pushed me over 100 miles for October, extending my streak to 46 consecutive 100 mile months.


Thursday, October 26, 2017

Seven Hundred Seventeen


October 26, 2017
7.88 Miles in 1:17:23
Mood: Being a sunrise enthusiast.
Soundtrack: 99% Invisible / The Beef and Dairy Network Podcast / Benjamen Walker's Theory of Everything / The Allusionist

Getting running 45 minutes before the sun rises can be a bummer, and I look forward to falling back to standard time so that I'll have more light in my mornings. However, if there is one benefit, it's that I get to experience every moment of the sunrise, and some of them lately have been amazing. Thursday morning was another one of those glorious ones, and I went a little picture crazy with it, but I mean...LOOK! Experiencing a quiet morning with the sun rising like this is one of the best parts about early morning running, and I truly love it.


Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Seven Hundred Sixteen


October 24, 2017
7.25 Miles in 1:12:54
Mood: Slogging my way through.
Soundtrack: The Bill Simmons Podcast / Manchester Orchestra "A Black Mile To The Surface"

I honestly wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep going on this run. It was a struggle every step of the way, and my pace was unbearably slow and my feet felt heavy. Also it was cold, so my leg muscles didn't warm up until I was two thirds of the way through. Honestly this one was pretty discouraging, but I was proud of myself at the end for fighting through to get a solid number of miles even it it was a really slow pace. And even a rough morning of running is a pretty great way to spend a morning. Plus, I got this cool photo of the trail on the south side of the Littleton Museum Farm with the sun poking through the trees, so all in all, it was a plus.


Seven Hundred Fifteen


October 22, 2017
8.00 Miles in 1:14:13
Mood: Chilly to start, warm to finish
Soundtrack: Manchester Orchestra "A Black Mile To The Surface"

We are heading into the late fall when there are fewer beautiful leaves clinging to the trees and the morning sometimes start out below freezing. It's not my favorite time of year anymore, but it's still pretty and the cool air can get your feet moving quickly in an effort to stay warm. I took one lap around Wash Park wearing a hoodie, but I dropped it off back at the car for the final two laps as the sun warmed me up enough to decide I no longer needed it.



Friday, October 20, 2017

Seven Hundred Fourteen


October 20, 2017
7.76 Miles in 1:15:46
Mood: Gravity can be bad, and the world is getting spooky.
Soundtrack: What Trump Can Teach Us About Con Law / 99% Invisible / Cloud Cult "Love"

About thirty seconds into my run, I was hitting the pavement again. It was exactly five weeks ago that I smashed up my knee and scraped off skin that is only just now healing fully, and today I fell about 20 yards from where I fell last time. This time it was due to a sizable hole in the lawn rather than a crack in the sidewalk, but I skidded along the pavement all the same. Thankfully I fell slightly more gracefully this time and hurt myself much less intensely so the recovery will not take another five weeks. What's weird is I had a premonition as I was getting ready that I might have an accident today. I don't think it was a self-fulfilling prophecy, but it is a little weird.

As for the run, It actually went quite well after the first minute. Today is the first day where it has felt like Halloween season. There are still leaves on many trees, but quite a few have fallen, and the barren trees are beginning to dominate the landscape. Also, the Streets of Southglenn is hosting a Trick or Treat street event this evening, and as I ran past this morning, the fountain and surrounding trees were lit up to be spooky. It actually looked cool enough that I decided to use this photo rather than yet another one of autumn leaved trees. It also felt kinda spooky this morning, as I passed by quite a few houses, and many were decorated for Halloween. I always find it weird the people who set up their front yards to look like cemeteries, complete with gravestones. I just don't get it. I'm not a Halloween junkie by any means, although I do enjoy trick or treating with my kiddos, but the folks that go all out for it weird me out a little.