It’s been a long week. My reader and my inbox consist of a lot more bolded entries than un-bolded ones, something that will be remedied soon by the ‘mark all items as read’ button. What a fantastic invention that was. My work days have been consumed by meetings and presentations to people who lack the capacity to think logically and my nights have been filling up with obligations too. What I’ve been needing is a long, hard run followed by a good night’s sleep. What I’ve had to settle for is short, quick one milers followed by equally short nights, so when the opportunity arose to get in a four mile run I was pretty excited. For the record I don’t consider a four mile run to be a ‘long, hard run’ but it was something other than the worthless one milers that I’d been squeezing in to my hectic schedule (which I pronounce shed-yool because it makes me sound better than you).
Just as I was about to head out the door, a light rain started to fall. I love running in the rain. More specifically, I love being seen running in the rain by my neighbors and motorists because it probably makes them think I’m hardcore... or an idiot, I’m not sure which. Actually, there’s a pretty good chance that they were thinking the latter because I was listening to The Moth Podcast, recommended to me by Amy Lawson, which unlike our podcast is laugh out loud funny. So there I was barreling down the street, in the rain, unable to suppress my laughter. I’m sure I made some motorist’s day. Things were looking up until I came across this:
I was in shock. Judging by the construction going on to the right of the path, my running trail (yes, MY running trail) is going to be closed for quite some time. I just stood there in front of the walk closed sign, completely gob-smacked. I contemplated climbing the fence and going on about my business but decided that the last thing I needed was to rack myself on the top of the fence.
I eventually managed to pick up the broken pieces of my run and move on. I found a way around the construction and picked up the trail further down but this is going to be a major inconvenience and a source of much future whining. I just hope you guys are strong enough to put up with it.


22 half-fast comments:
It's such a bummer when your happy place is closed.
Well, back to the maragaritas!
Interesting. I thought your happy place was different and involved a Victoria's Secret catalog and some hand lotion.
Too much?
I thought only American citizens could vote, and your English, right? Atleast that's what I read on this strange blog about a thousand times.
ACK- one of my trails was recently closed too! Huge bummer!
I can only imagine the temperature tantrum throwing that went on while that photo was being taken.
Funny - a new running trail is being built (constructed, paved, whatever) near me. Universal karma must be constant...
*Love* the MOTH, too! And shed-yool just makes you sound pretentious, not that you asked . . .
So, are you laying the pre-excuse groundwork for the cancellation of your running streak right before completion of the job?
This is why your happy place should be a 24-hr liquor store, like mine. They're never closed.
Well, maybe the detour will help you in running more than one or four miles:)
look at you going "current events" on us!
Suck it up and jump the fence.
Think of it as a very large hurdle.
You're saying that there are people that lack logic in the banking industry. Surely you jest.
They closed off the end of my running trail two years ago for construction "to be completed in February 2009."
Do I have to add that it's still fenced off with idle construction equipment?
Dude just give me the cross streets and Ill be there tonight with picket signs.
You know, as long as it doesnt rain.
Also? you should reset your boulder boulder calendar.
I'm the same way. Got caught in a downpour last night and felt so tough!!
Dude...was it the one about the fire alarm at Emery University? Or the one about giving up heroin for crack? Because oh my gosh, I listened to those two on the same run and I was howling!!!!
Hope you find a new happy place.
That just sounds wrong.
That is horrible! And makes me kinda sad. Hopefully construction doesn't take all summer.
I love the fact that you used both sched-yool and gob-smacked in one post. Well done old chap!
And I also love to run in the rain; definitely hard core dude. This is CO--every otherperson is frickin nuts, judging by the sheer number of other runners and bikers I come across when I'm out hard-coring it in the rain. Pouring rain, at that.
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