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Wednesday Jan 6, 2010 #
12 PM
trail running 1:02:27 5.86 mi (10:39 / mi)
ahr:140 max:163 rhr:51 weight:141.5lbs shoes: mudclaw 270
Poet's Seat ridge, same as Sunday though the loops in different order. The snow is getting packed out more (the area gets a mix of walkers, a few runners, though not many this time of year, and snowshoers, so it doesn't take long after a storm to be runnable again. Whereas the other favorite place for winter running, snowmobile trails, have seen little use so far, not quite enough snow, so I haven't ventured out on them yet.
About 3 to 4 minutes faster than Sunday because of the better conditions.
Quite pleasant out, sunny and 25F and a moderate NW wind, but only really bothered by that for about 5 minutes. Most of the time had the hat and gloves off as I was getting too warm.
This American Life about various bad things that some people have to deal with when all they want to do is sleep.
Various horror stories, all of which made my various anxiety dreams over the years pale in comparison, with the story that sticks in my mind being one about a woman who lived in an apartment in a roach-infested building, and there were always roaches crawling around, that she had more or less gotten used to, except for the one that crawled into her ear one night while she was sleeping, and she had to go to the emergency room to have it extracted.
I have seen various critters in our house in Sunderland but I don't believe any of them were roaches. I did live in New York City one summer when roaches in the apartment were not uncommon, especially if you surprised them by turning on the kitchen light late at night. But they were all of very modest size compared to the one I saw in Texas, in fact the only one I have ever seen in Texas, and to protect the innocent I won't say where I saw it, though some may know that I do have a brother that lives in Austin.
Anyway, this roach was immense, my recollection is the size of a mouse with wings to match. It freaked me out, so I beat a hasty retreat and fetched my brother, who just happened to be nearby (note that I'm not saying we were in Austin, though I'm also not saying we weren't), and he just took one look at it and bopped it with his shoe, and then carried on with whatever he had been doing, while I stood there quite amazed and impressed, both at the size of the now deceased roach and at my brother's up to now unknown, at least to me, sang-froid in such matters.
All this gives me a reason, also up to know unknown, to continue using earplugs at night, above and beyond the fact that I sleep just great with them.
About 3 to 4 minutes faster than Sunday because of the better conditions.
Quite pleasant out, sunny and 25F and a moderate NW wind, but only really bothered by that for about 5 minutes. Most of the time had the hat and gloves off as I was getting too warm.
This American Life about various bad things that some people have to deal with when all they want to do is sleep.
Various horror stories, all of which made my various anxiety dreams over the years pale in comparison, with the story that sticks in my mind being one about a woman who lived in an apartment in a roach-infested building, and there were always roaches crawling around, that she had more or less gotten used to, except for the one that crawled into her ear one night while she was sleeping, and she had to go to the emergency room to have it extracted.
I have seen various critters in our house in Sunderland but I don't believe any of them were roaches. I did live in New York City one summer when roaches in the apartment were not uncommon, especially if you surprised them by turning on the kitchen light late at night. But they were all of very modest size compared to the one I saw in Texas, in fact the only one I have ever seen in Texas, and to protect the innocent I won't say where I saw it, though some may know that I do have a brother that lives in Austin.
Anyway, this roach was immense, my recollection is the size of a mouse with wings to match. It freaked me out, so I beat a hasty retreat and fetched my brother, who just happened to be nearby (note that I'm not saying we were in Austin, though I'm also not saying we weren't), and he just took one look at it and bopped it with his shoe, and then carried on with whatever he had been doing, while I stood there quite amazed and impressed, both at the size of the now deceased roach and at my brother's up to now unknown, at least to me, sang-froid in such matters.
All this gives me a reason, also up to know unknown, to continue using earplugs at night, above and beyond the fact that I sleep just great with them.