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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Garbage Truck Encounter and Great Long Interval Run - RunLog 2-3-16

This post was written for and first appeared on One Foot In Reality.

After yesterday's garbage truck encounter down on Pepin Way and all the rain we got today, the treadmill was a great option.

Yeah, I guess I should talk about what happened with the GARBAGE truck first.

Garbage Truck Encounter 2/2

As we turned onto Pepin Way, a garbage truck went flying by us, definitely going a "bit" faster than the 25 mph speed limit. Usually when Bennie and I were running down on Pepin Road we pick up the pace a little and we were just about to the little "T" that goes off to the left. I could hear the Garbage truck revving up his engine and hitting gears as we approached the intersection.

Ummmm Houston we have a BIG problem.

The Garbage truck had a stop sign and as we cleared the house on the corner, I could see that he was already picking up speed and could tell that had no plans to even slow down at the Stop sign - it was all gas. I hauled on Bennie to stop as the asshat blew through the stop sign without so much as hitting the brakes.

If we hadn't been paying attention - it wouldn't have been pretty.

He made the corner and we skirted into the ditch to make sure that when he cut the corner short to avoid tipping the damn thing on it side he didn't clip us.

As he was hitting the turn, I pointed to the stop sign and then raised my hands/arms in the universal WTF are you doing motion - which promptly got me the universal "fuck you buddy" with a loud yell from the cab.

I didn't bother responding with the same wonderful one finger salute and started laughing at the absurdity of the situation. I guess the driver of the garbage truck was having "one" of those days. However, it just reminded me that while drivers do have a responsibility to obey traffic laws, that sometimes - for whatever reason - they don't and it is up to runners to be aware of our surroundings and be ready for when drivers are asshats.

In those instances it doesn't really matter who is right or wrong, or who has the right of way - because I definitely had the right of way, if a car, truck or garbage truck hits a runner, the runner loses.

Be safe out there.

Long Interval Run - 2/3

My work schedule was different today, so I had to be to work for 9:00 AM. So no morning run with Bennie, which is just as well, it had been snowing for about 45 minutes when we went for his walk and there was just enough snow to cover all the melt spots from the day before that had re-frozen. To be honest I was glad that I didn't run outside, because I slipped and damned near took out my left hammie and found myself looking a close-up view of Bennie's feet and the snow-covered ice.

Then I slipped around a few more times, before we got home. Not fun or good.

The forecast called for heavy rain and by the time I headed to the gym it was definitely raining hard and the treadmill was a definitely the preferred alternative.

I wasn't sure about what I was going to do, but I wanted to get 4.0 miles in, but I had to haul ass to get it done, so I figured that I would do intervals and finish in around 30:00 minutes. So I did:

  • .50 @ 7.5 mph
  • 1.0 @ 8.6 mph
  • .25 @ 7.2 mph
  • 1.25 @ 8.6 mph
  • .25 @ 7.2 mph
  • .25 @ 8.8 mph
  • .25 @ 7.2 mph
  • .25 @ 9.2 mph

Time: 29:28
Distance 4.0
Pace: 7:21
Shoes: PI N1 Road v2

I was surprised at how strong I felt during the entire run, I didn't feel like I was pushing super hard to maintain the approximate 7:00 minute pace for the longer intervals and even when I popped the last two quarters a little faster, I still felt pretty good.

Probably one of my better Interval runs in a long time or was it race-pace tempo runs - well either way or whatever you want to call them, they felt damn good.

At that point I had to get going to take a shower and get back to work. For the first time ever on the way back, all the stop lights were green and then I had a parking spot right next to the door (never, ever happens). So things were still going my way.

Yeah the Garbage truck incident wasn't all that much fun, but it did remind me how important it is to pay attention to what is going on around us when we are out there running. Then today's run showed me that I should be able to maintain a sub 7:00 minute pace for a 5K, as long as I run smart and don't try to go out even faster.

We will see.

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