Arrival: 5:26 am. My main Patty Mayo is putting up the shovel flag. No pre-runner’s cars in sight. Rucker’s cars were there and had already left. Patty didn’t pre-run. Hmm. A bit out of the ordinary. No biggie. Still 4 minutes for the usuals to roll in.
Conversation between us two went like this:
- where is errbody?
- yeah man, I don’t know. This is weird.
- PM and CE look around and see an empty parking lot. (It’s empty because school is out/students are all gone but when you’re only half awake normal things sometimes seem out of place and can mess with your 1/2 asleep mind.)
- Did we miss something?
- You mean, like The Rapture?
- Well, my wife was still in bed, so there’s that.
- Ha, yeah…not sure that’s a good sign either.
- Touche
5:29 – One minute notice called…..to Patty.
5:29:58’ish. Truck comes rolling in. It’s a pretty sweet ride. Can’t remember who’s that is. Where’s Beaker when you need an automobile identification? It’s: Herniator. Of course it is.
5:30. Warmups started promptly. Disclaimer given. To Patty. Herniator still milling around polishing any fingerprints off of said sweet whip.
5:31. Stiffy rolls in. Looks a bit groggy, but rolls right into warmups w/ keys in hand.
5:36’ish. Warmups done. Let’s roll.
We ran.
We did stuff when we didn’t run. Like merkins, squats, LBC’s, Asheville Abs, Hand Release Merkins, Plank O Rama, Fartleks. Goal was also to hit up some Strava Segments. Which we did. Fun stuff.
We missed all that were out of town, running elsewhere, resting up for something tomorrow, or just fartsacking.
Don’t be a stranger ya hear?
Out
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