Shopping Done & A Needed 5.0 on the Treadmill
I am done, the worst of my Christmas shopping is over. Well almost, but the few things are not where I have to go out and battle the masses.
I went to the Marketplace down in Augusta this afternoon and what freaking mistake that was.
Let’s say it was a zoo, with crazy, rude, obnoxious arseholes who all seemed to be in a big freaking hurry to spread some of their own brand of Holiday cheer.
It has gotten to be such a chore to go out, get the things that I want to give as gifts to those who are special to me, that shopping online is becoming far more appealing than going out and doing battle for a couple of hours, with other supposedly civilized people.
After that shite, I needed a run. I had already decided that it was going to be a treadmill jaunt, 17*F and with the winds – a feels like of 5*F, just makes running outside too freaking miserable. Could I – sure, did I nope.
The treadmill calleth and instead of being all bundled up in multiple layers, I ran comfortably in shorts, t-shirt and besides I wanted to give the Puma Mobium Swiftstrike a turn on the treadmill to see how they would do.
I forgot my watch, so I just relaxed and put the tready on 7.1 mph and ran easy. The about 8:30 pace on the treadmill is one that I can maintain for a lot longer than I can even in good weather outside. No hills, no wind resistance and sure footing does make a difference, especially when loose myself in my playlist. I can put the brain in neutral and just run.
That is what I did, except for that quick pitstop at 1.5 miles. Hate it when that happens, but not a biggie.
Then I remembered that ABC was broadcasting the Ironman, so I turned on the TV and just watched. It is so motivating to watch what some of those athletes can do and then watching the back story of some…well you don’t think so much about your own aches and pains.
Just watching the father and son, then the 83-year-old guy, their stories were so inspirational to me. I didn’t listen to some sappy announcer/reporter saying shit, I simply watched the body language, where they looked, how their families looked at them, the non-verbal cues and communications that we so often miss in our hurry to be doing something else, listening to a short meaningless soundbite or being distracted by the crappy BG music that is supposed part of the dramatic element of the story – you know – entertainment.
What happened to letting people tell their story.
Oh, I forgot that might take more than the allotted 3-5 minutes of attention span that the networks have taught us to have.
I think I learned more from watching those stories without the sound. I don’t have a clue what their names were, but the love, pride and determination that all of the stories I saw were very inspirational for me.
The Swiftstrikes did well on the treadmill although they are a shoe that I would have to build up to running long on the treadmill in. The old issue I had with some of my most favorite running shoes when I first move them over to running inside is the I get a blister under the right foot’s front callous pad. Today I stopped before the blister formed, but I still have some of that pre-blister soreness. So I stopped just in time.
Overall, the run was definitely needed and I felt a LOT better after it was done.
Unfortunately, today reminded me that the Spirit of Christmas and goodwill towards all, definitely has a different connotation in today’s world 0f blatant consumerism and “I will get mine – to hell with you” attitudes that were so prevalent today. No, I will stay away from the malls, big stores and any of the other shopping I need to get done, I will do online or at the small local shops where people are not in such hurry, a lot more laid back and more likely to say Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays.
Oh well, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone who reads this to the end and I hope that the old Grinch doesn’t steal away your happiness over the next few weeks. If he does sing a little, run a lot and smile, then give someone you love a big hug and a kiss.
Tell them it was a present from that old fart up in Maine. 🙂