Recently I was in Philadelphia for a few days. Well, not really Philly so much as one of its fine hotels. Friday ended up being a really triumphant day for me but also unbelievably crappy. Amazing how that happens sometimes. Anyhoo, I was feeling like tens kinds of poo so I decided to get out into the city for a run before night fully set in.
Where did I run? Do you really have to ask? Okay, maybe some of you do.
I ran an out and back route from my hotel to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. There, does that clarify it for you? No? Well, maybe this image will help.
Yeah baby! I re-enacted Rocky. Totally cheesy, but it lifted my spirits like you wouldn’t believe. I even brought along my camera to document my stupidity. No, I’m not showing you the pics. Not surprisingly, there were plenty of other goofballs doing the same thing, so at least I didn’t feel too conspicuous.
Sadly, I followed up that satisfying run with a soul-crushing three miler on the hotel treadmill Sunday morning. It was supposed to be seven miles, but I couldn’t do it. I realized I just don’t hate myself that much.
How you people run on those things on a regular basis is beyond me. The only positive aspect is that I know how fast I’m going. But that definitely ain’t worth the tedium. The treadmill I used had a tv screen attached to it too, but it was so close to my face I had to turn it off. Even with just the blank screen in front of me, my eyes started to hurt from inadvertently focusing on it. I wear reading glasses for a reason, folks. My eyes, they be weak.
Now I’m back in NH and snow country. Getting another run or two in before I fly back to England this week will be difficult as I’m a total wimp with snow and ice. I’m not a coordinated or graceful individual and I don’t have YakTrax because I’m a cheapskate, so NH running is a just a disaster waiting to happen to me right now. Don’t worry though. I’ll let you know if I’m stupid enough to ignore my common sense. Which, in all honesty, I probably am.
Hope you all had an enjoyable weekend. I’ll catch up with you later.