Tuesday, October 27, 2009
A little dillydallying last night and -- p00f! -- my daylight was gone. For the first time in what is soon to be a regularity this season, I had to don my trusty Reflecto-Vest or suffer at the fenders of some oblivious driver. My own lack of vision caused me to adopt as best I could the barefoot running style I have been honing to account for the uneven sidewalks in my neighborhood and those surrounding. This new high-kneed approach should hopefully prevent the kind of faceplant I enjoyed last autumn. Upon my return home, I flung a couple Octoberfest brats (one of four varieties of encased meats from Gibb's Butcher Block) on the stove for dinner, with a spinach salad and a Yuengling Porter to round out my meal. We've officially switched from training runs to don't-get-fat runs.