Went for a shorty on Friday as it was an early departure for San Francisco...the big city. Good and productive day topped off with a great game at AT&T and the Giants win. Got to see the Big Unit...very impressive and sat right behind the plate...
Then Saturday had another nice but abbreviated run. Got to go on a horse riding lesson with my wife. More on what that does to one in a future blog post. So I went out on some of the surface roads that make a nice loop and I have not been on for a while...cruising along and got to the turn around of the loop and noticed a quaint old red chicken coop that had really become a hang-out for cats was gone...I am sure the fine folks that live there needed to upgrade and clean up a bit...but it was a nice little piece of country living, now replaced with the ubiquitous grapevines.
Not that there is anything wrong with a bit of the grape...so around I go and pass the biggest oak I know of. This is a beautiful specimen. Big round and full and looking really healthy. Very nice to see he is still there. I come down the run to the Valley road and was in my own little world and turn and head for home when what to my wondering eyes should appear...a runner passing me on the other side of the road...a girl runner...ouch. She was younger than I, and much thinner, and faster obviously, and as it turns out probably sprinting to finish her run which she completed in just a bit...while I trudged on dragging my soft, old, bruised ego along...stuffing healthy scoops of those juicy rationalizations into the skin of reason, I came to realize that is one of the challenges of running by one's self--you can get complacent or lethargic in your pacing...still a good run.
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