I said I wasn’t going to post about running any more, but maybe just one more.
At least two things have occurred to me recently while running: you don’t generally want to use the earbuds you wear running in non-running situations, and carrying your iPhone in your sweaty hand while running is awkward, dangerous and often disgusting.
First off, running with earbuds in is a necessity. The problem is that when I run, my ears head everything sweats and so the earbuds are in contact with said sweat. Then, once I am all showered and ready for work, the thought of putting those earbuds into my clean ears gives me the willies. I have a mental image of my smelly ears emitting twin visible vapour trails of BO behind me as I walk around at work. So, I will therefore be buying a set of cheap earbuds for exclusive use while running. Problem solved.
Next is the necessity of carrying the iPhone while running. I never purchased a belt clip, case or anything I can use to fasten the iPhone to my person, so if I want to track my runs I need to carry the iPhone in my hand as I run. This becomes an issue since as you can imagine my hand gets a tad sweaty and my grip on the phone becomes a little precarious. An armband is the ticket, for sure. This decision is a bit harder, since there are a ton of options out there. Haven’t decided yet, but I think I like this one.
That’s it, no more running posts.
My first run in about 2 years or so, now with iPhone-enabled run tracking. It’s a little hard to see, but it took me 34 minutes or so to run 5.48km. Certainly not breaking any records, but I’m happy with it for my first effort in a while.
The iPhone tracking is way cool man. Oh, the nerdly joys.
I just frigging love this story about a 72 year old woman who ran down a girl about 56 years younger than her who had taken her purse. Apparently she had asked a group of girls for directions to a theater, they hopped into her car to take her there, and one of the girls took off from the back seat with her purse. It didn’t hurt that the 72 year old was a champion sprinter in her youth.
“She had a head start but I covered 70 yards in about 15 seconds and was within two strides of her when she looked over her shoulder and saw me.
“She probably thought I was an easy target but she shouldn’t have judged a book by its cover. The look on her face was one of sheer amazement and she just threw my bag aside.”
Not that I would want to discount her physical fitness, but maybe this is a sign of things to come? If you take into account the increasingly unfit teenagers, and the increasingly fit old-timers, maybe they will make more of a match in a few years than we ever could have dreamed. This is a good thing for those of us, ah, past our teenage years. It will no longer be a big deal when I’m retired and at the mall in my plaid pants, white belt and paisley cardigan and I see a group of teenagers coming towards me. Maybe by then they will be the ones to lumber aside as I glower at their flabby physiques. That’s right, sport. You had better step back, or this geezer’s gonna be up in your grill.
Well, maybe not. Still, the picture they took of our 72 year old sprinter is frigging adorable, and you should click through to read about the scolding her daughter gave her.
Don't mess with this lady...
I saw this on Neatorama.