Once free of the kidlets, I scurried over to my new party palace and ran a single 10-minute mile on the blurry treadmill. Good Lord! How do people stay on that thing for any length of time? I guess, like anything else, you can acquire a taste for it...or maybe you have no choice. It's not that I didn't like it, it was more of a focus issue. I kept spacing out. Oh, and singing out loud. Sorry, Mr. Treadmill-neighbor. And where the heck am I supposed to spit? I am a big-time spitter when I run. And I'm really good at it, too. I don't think Berkeley Ironworks would appreciate a set of my expectorations anywhere on their premises no matter how awesomely expectorated they were. Before choking on my own unspit-out spit, I jumped off the road-to-nowhere and moved on to backward ellipticalling followed by some foam rolling, the birthing machine, and the super fun, arm-burning hangboards...my new favorites :)
Then I was done.
Except there's still this little race thing happening next weekend that I would really prefer to survive. With that in mind, I headed over to climb Honey Badger Hill again. No rain today, but she was still badass...
So you know how pictures never really show how effin' rough a hill is?
This set of photos almost succeeds.
This is looking up from about halfway.
Here I have about a quarter of the way to go.
And this is looking down from that same 'quarter of the way from the top' spot...
It's probably naïve for me to think that the super-charged power lines will somehow
juice me a little...but I pretend anyway.
Taken about a quarter of the way from the bottom of the hill,
you can see the street curves down and then continues straight from the center of the picture...
and there's the Golden Gate Bridge :)
Since they occurred in different locations, I'm calling this a double workout. Oooooooo... It's been a long time. I'm ignoring the fact that each workout was little more than 30 minutes in duration.
Riddle of the Day
What can you (fortunately) get with:
A whole, entire
GALLON OF GAS!
(and a pissed off gas station attendant)
'Cuz the last thing I needed was a third incident this month!