Run # 133 - 2 Hours Through the Neighborhood and Hills

The first hour of this one was quite familiar. It started in South Mountain park and we ran down a hill to 48th St. I ran part of the 'Across Elliot' run on this leg, and then the Hoh run. After that, we turned around at Warner and ran down 51st to do half of the Toniko Run. Once we got back to South Mountain, there were some grueling hills to me, especially considering I rarely do hills. Hills are good though, but when I almost fell off of one to my death after tripping, I stopped and turned around. Overall, it was a two hour run that felt great, but we'll see how my legs feel tomorrow after all the foreign terrain I covered.

Run # 132 The "Rest Day" Toniko Run

Run # 131 - Two Lifetime Runs

Run # 130 - Hill Repeats

Run # 129 - The Hoh Record Run that Wasn't

My goal for run # 129 on Tuesday night was to run the Hoh run in the fastest time ever. I set the record on July 4th and tonight I felt great.

Then I went out and posted a 20 minute run. Unacceptable. I tried sprinting and I felt like I was running in slow motion.

But there is always tomorrow and # 130. No idea what I'll end up doing but the schedule calls for 9 miles. I don't think I have the energy for that today. I already flipped a coin - heads to run to the gym, tails to skip the gym. It was tails.

Run # 128 - The Mute Girl Run

Tonight's run was nothing spectacular and I always try to make these posts somewhat interesting regardless of the fact that I continue to just briefly describe each run.

However it always helps when some unusual event occurs when I'm out there. In the past I've encountered angry cops, suffered internal injuries, lapped the elderly, and have seen people who resemble serial killers. Another time, long ago before the streak began, someone slowed down to yell "yeah run you little bitch" at me. Not too long before that, someone threw a cigarette butt at me and there have been countless times that people have honked their car horns loudly in successful attempts to see me jump in place.

Tonight was just another odd encounter. I was running along 48th St. when a car slowed down and stopped just ahead of me to my left. I saw the window being rolled down so I prepared myself for something to be yelled at or thrown at me. The car appeared to be quite ghetto so, using the process of stereotyping, I also concluded I could be shot at. I sped up and prepared for the worst, looked to my left when I met the car, and saw the driver was the only one in it.

While she was probably actually talking, I'd like to live the rest of my life believing she was a mute, and was attempting to yell something at me with all of her might, failing for two main reasons:

1. The fact that she was a mute

and/or

2. The fact that I had headphones on and turned up full blast, rendering her words worthless to me.

Hence, the title of this run.

Run # 129 tomorrow.

Run # 127 - The New Shortest Run of the Streak

1.15 miles on a cooler Sunday night. I ran in a baseball hat and long pants. My shoe came untied but I didn't bother to stop to tie it.

The beauty of the streak is that all I have to do is a mile per day but yet I can do 17 - 20 miles on other days if I mentally prepare myself to suffer.

Finally, I've been added to the active list at runeveryday.com - I'm # 185