Saturday, September 21, 2013

Trucks

8.21 miles 1:46:00 9:10 am 72 degrees 12:55 pace

It rained (gently) the first 20 minutes of my run. I was prepared to face it and had decided to take most of it on pavement. My route today was: Almeda to Hermann, over to Binz/Bissonett, up to Ashby, across to the Rice trail. I ran around Rice, back to Bissonett, then over to Hermann Park, around the golf course, and home.

2 themes.

Puddles and Trucks.

I jumped over puddles. I ran around puddles. I did my best to avoid them. Some, I simply couldn't. Last night it rained like crazy in this neighborhood and it hasn't soaked in yet. The Rice path was a muddy mess.

I saw trucks I haven't noticed before. The one from Hotel Za Za that is a (what?) Hummer with longhorns on the front. I guess it's their limo. I think I'd take a cab. :)

I saw a double decker bus giving a tour of the museum district. It was a hop-on/hop-off number like they have by the thousands in London. I had no idea they were operating in Houston.

Some bubba had his pickup blocking the sidewalk in The Village. It was in front of one of those McMansions. Guess he hasn't gotten that far in his lessons about money buying class.

Rounding my last big curve at Hermann Park, I came upon a tree service truck spraying something from a massive tank onto standing water on the ground. I had a decision to make. The worker was gloved. I can't remember if he was masked. There was a little breeze. I was almost dead on my feet and if I turned around, I would add another mile to my run. I decided to sprint past him and hold my breath. A good way past him was an older couple with a little girl in a stroller. They were stopped and seemed to be discussing what to do. I stopped to talk to them. I told them I didn't know what he was spraying. They decided to turn around and go back the way they came. I'm really glad they did. Bone marrow is precious - as was their little girl. (Who knows if the stuff was hazardous to humans?)

Last truck. I arrived home and a food truck was parked in front of my place. The Waffle Truck. I stopped to talk to a couple of my neighbors who were sitting on the steps and enjoying lunch. It smelled wonderful. I happened to have my mini-credit card with me. (I carry it with me on long runs in case I need to stop and buy a bottle of water.) So...I had a waffle and chicken sandwich. Yummo!

I took a hot bath with epson salts. I took a nap.

And now, I'll see what else Saturday has to offer.

Happy Weekend!


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