Tackled the YMCA Fun Run for Kids 5k (actually not for kids, except in the sense that the money goes there) at 8:30 this morning and wound it up 33 minutes and 52 seconds later, which means I run a mile in a little over ten minutes. My first mile was 9:56, which was pretty respectable, but the turnaround took us up a hill, and that got me walking a little. Still, I finished strong with a sprint to the end, so that was cool. I was, of course, suffering from early-in-the-morningitis.
I finished behind a lot of much more athletic people but ahead of an elderly blind woman, a guy with a limp, a guy carrying his daughter on his back, women pushing their kids in those tricycle strollers, various and sundry harelips and a few people my age. Do I kid or am I cruel? You decide.
In self-inflicted cruelty, I had to wear the only clean exercise pants I had. And they are leotard-type pants. And I wore a running jacket that wouldn't work with a bulky tee to hide my bum. So there it was, all on display, for like an hour, half of that jiggling up and down Pac Ave. in front of 500 (well, okay, maybe 100) runners.
For those of you who like seeing actual athletic people in action, here you go. Also, I like to think of this video as a depiction of the nihilistic but game spirit of Ukranian youth in a post-Communist dystopia-cum-playground. It's just that deep.
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