Nothing to say

This morning, I got up at 7:30am when my alarm went off.  It was amazing.  I decided to take advantage of the early start, ignored everything I wanted to waste time on, and was out the door by 8 on my way to Boulder Reservoir, where my wife and I run sometimes.  There is of course a reservoir there, and boating and swimming, plus a great running/biking/walking trail, and lots of other things.  Admission is $6 per person for the day unless you park in the front lot to go jogging or biking.

Today I found out just how wrong I was about that…  We’ve been there half a dozen times or more, and the above has proven true each time.  Today I was stopped by a lady informing me that there was an admission fee for everyone.  I don’t carry my wallet when I run (not to potential muggers: steal my car keys and go get it yourself) so I had to go back to the car to get the money.

Fortunately, that walk gave me enough time to consider the option of paying $6 to jog when I could jog for free and buy a delicious latte and cookie afterwards with that money.  So I got in the car and left.

The bummer is that the reservoir has a lovely gravel path that is great for the repetitive impact of jogging.  Concrete is much harder, so your feet, knees, and hips absorb more of that impact.  Blacktop asphault is a nice compromise, and if I were smart and committed, I would’ve gone running on the asphault streets in our neighborhood, but I am not and didn’t.  I came home and futzed around the house doing this and that until after noon when the library was open.  Then I went to the library.

The moral of the story is I need to find a new running path.  And get my bike fixed so I can cycle instead.