Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Beautiful Day, Nice Ride!
As I pulled into Deerborn I crossed the main highway and made a turnaround in front of the Corner Cafe. I noticed the aforementioned cyclist getting off of his bike in front of the cafe. I asked him if he had ever eaten there before. He said that he hadn't so I just shook my head. Again, I get that lost puppy look! I just laughed and told him it was actually a pretty good place to have breakfast or lunch and that a ton of cyclists eat there ever Saturday and Sunday. He invited me to join him for lunch and, although I wasn't planning on it, decided it would be a chance to meet another biker.
His name was Mark and he's retired military (Army officer). Talk about a sweet deal, his wife is a director for AT & T and his kids are in school. He can ride anytime! We had lunch together and shared some interesting stories. I had him cracking up with casino stories!
We rode the first mile together coming back and since I told him previously that I wasn't in a hurry and that he should ride on, and he did. All in all it was a nice ride, nice day, and the lunch with a new friend was just a bonus! FYI, Rob, the tenderloin is fabulous! I almost couldn't finish it!......Mike
Monday, October 18, 2010
Well, it's something!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Running again, someday
I'm going to tell a story and it might sound like I'm feeling sorry for myself. I'm not, I promise. Well, maybe a little. If not being able to run is the worst thing I have to endure, then I've got no problems.
This weekend was Kansas City Marathon weekend. The races had more than 11,500 entrants, and I knew several people at work who were planning to run. They all wanted to know if I was running, too, and two or three of the novices even asked me for tactical advice. By the time the week came to an end, I'd really heard enough about a race that I wanted to be in, but couldn't.
Things only got worse on Saturday, though, because for the first time a local television station televised the first three hours of the race. I watched, of course, and my envy grew. We headed for a wedding at noon, and it wasn't long before I learned that the groom's sister had run her first marathon in the Twin Cities two weeks ago, finishing in under 4 hours, an incredible accomplishment. In the evening at the reception she was still all pumped up about it, and while I loved hearing about it, it gave me a strange feeling of being left out.
The whole marathon scene this past week really got me thinking, and I finally figured out a couple of things:
1 - I miss the races for sure. I miss all that enthusiasm, energy and excitement. I miss testing myself and being in the discussion with other runners.
2. Maybe more than anything I miss the enjoyment of rigorous exercise. I like what it does for me mentally as much as physically. It's this feeling of well-being, of satisfaction. I imagine my body and mind thanking me - giving me health points - for working out.
I know my injuries will heal and I'll run again, but I'm impatient. It's already been 5 months since I last ran. But I'm grateful I can still ride, and once a week I can ride pretty hard. That helps.
Until I can get back out there I wish all my running friends all the best. I still want to hear all your stories, and I plan to have a few of my own to tell in the not-too-distant future.Oh, hey, I rode 34 miles Sunday, averaging 14.7 mph. Loved it. -- Rob
Monday, October 11, 2010
Back to the Katy!
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