Quote of the Day: “Nothing is impossible for the man who doesn’t have to do it himself.”
- A. H. Weiler
I guess I can’t go this long off of work without trying to get back in the swing of running. So I decided to take Buster with me and revisit my old haunt: Penesquitos Canyon.
“Take the baby! He wants to go…”
You see, my intention was to run. Buster had other intentions. In fact, it was more along the lines of sniffing, peeing, and walking.
Now, Buster, buddy, I’ve been there. But if you expect to come with me on my runs, you have to…well, run.
But there was no convincing him. He fell farther and farther behind until I got tired of yelling for him to catch up. After about a mile of this, it was obvious that we came for a walk rather than a run.
On the way back, it got to be painful. Not because of Buster but because of bikers. They came one after another and I had to make sure Buster didn’t lose his mind and decide it was time for a little “chase the biker” fun.
Walk. Stop. Hold. Walk. Stop… it was more than a little annoying.
Unfortunately, that is the reality of finding some really good trail. The runners get tired of dealing with the bikers and I’m sure they feel the same way about us. If only we could have our own areas. Like we get the trails and they get … whatever, I don’t care. How about “not the trails?”
All and all, it was pretty unfulfilling. I didn’t get any kind of run in and it was pretty much a waste of time for me.
Buster had a good time though so I guess from his perspective, good times.
And I’m totally convinced that he thinks that’s where I go every time I leave the house.
Free Advice for Today: “Own a salad spinner.”
- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.