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April 19, 2005
iLake
Today, for the first time in quite a while, I was able to jog around the perimeter of Crown Hill Park. It was at a pitifully slow pace--but I made it and feel good for it--physically and psychologically.
When I was in High School, my friends and I would walk home through that park, dodging roller-bladers and once befriending a hobbling goose whom we dubbed "Mono-pod" (a play on the nickname of a friend's dog, "Tripod.")
Back then the park was conveniently on the walk home and we didn't need to make a special trip. Now, though, I drive half-way across town so I can jog around it.
I've tried jogging locally, but I hate it. I don't know why, but going to the lake just feels better. It's like trying to get work done while in your livingroom; It's just not meant to be.
Does anyone else have this kind of problem?
Posted by james at April 19, 2005 09:51 PM
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I ran around Crown Hill this morning. The first time I've gone for a run in many years. I ran for 20 minutes and I have concluded that in the years of my absence, running still hasn't made any progress in the "fun" area. It still sucks, but it does feel good afterwards. My legs are going to be sore for a while though, not used to the impact.
Posted by: jarrad at April 21, 2005 11:37 AM
Atmosphere makes all the difference....
Posted by: Jodi at May 11, 2005 12:27 AM