Saturday...Not my best day for getting up early, but I was up at 8:30 (officially, this IS early), heading straight for the back door to check the weather. (Usually I head straight for the computer, but since it's 10,000 degrees, we have had to move our sleeping quarters downstairs, and I no longer pass the computer on the way to the door.) It was hot. Straight to the computer for confirmation. Yes, it feels like 91. Ick. I haven't flipped back to see if I have run in the 90s, but I don't want to do it. The last couple have been plenty miserable in the 80s.
Instead, Husband and I once again attempted a bicycle ride. These are huge productions for us. After our last attempt, Husband decided he needed a new seat, so today he had to figure out to get the new one, closely resembling a couch cushion, onto his bike. We made it nowhere near our goal, but we did make it two miles.
Later, we tried to go to the Y. I didn't want to deal with a treadmill, but I wanted to run. Lucky for the side of me that didn't want to deal, our worthless excuse for a gym was already closed. I have nothing whatsoever good to say about the place.
So I'll go back to something about my Hollywood runs. I briefly mentioned that we saw NCIS LA being shot while we were there. We don't watch the show. I have chosen to have a beef with LL Cool J, solely based on how he behaved on a radio show I listen to. He's a D-ouche.
Anyway, one of the scenes was being shot in front of us, and LL ran up the street right next to us, into the shot in front of us. I couldn't see the scene being shot, so I was looking in the direction he came from. He wasn't there, then he was. I don't know where he came from, but there was a black Challenger parked right next to us. I've never even heard of a Challenger before, but it looked pretty bad-ass, so I thought maybe it was his character's and he had gotten out of it. Afterwards we saw a black Challenger a couple of times in Hollywood - could have been a different one, or maybe it had nothing to do with LL.
Regardless, on my 2nd run in LA, I was crossing a street while running down Hollywood, and the Challenger was once again spotted - it was the first car waiting for the light where I was crossing. I had my gigantic sunglasses on, and I tried to casually look to see if it was LL, but by this point I was certain it couldn't be. Plus I was more interested in the car, so I really didn't see the driver.
Yesterday, Husband told me he had been talking to his dad, who does watch NCIS LA and all he wanted to know was if we got to see the Challenger. So it was his car! Damn, does he just drive it around town? I threatened to yell "Get these balls" (his incessant threat? directed at the radio host, Ellis) at the shooting if I saw him, but it happened so fast, I didn't....Did I have another opportunity and missed out?! Man, getting to harass LL would've felt A-MAZ-ING.
One other thing about LA, and how people, other than LL, there are so awesome. When I was on my first run, one of the dog walkers I encountered turned off the sidewalk into a Mercedes-filled driveway. I assumed it was her place, until I went past and realized she had simply gotten herself and her dog out of my path. Wait, so not only did I not get mauled, but manners were demonstrated? I don't understand how people can hate LA, I just don't. (Although, I get close to understanding when I watch Dr. 90210.)
Back to this week...I'm going to try to straighten out my schedule and get all my runs in because by the end of next week, I'm supposed to be running 25 minutes. And the end of the next week is when my "race" is scheduled on the training plan. I believe I'll follow Miss Netherlands example and route out a 5K and see how long it takes me to run it that day. (In other words, by the end of the next week, I'll be running 40-45 minutes, lol! I believe it's supposed to be 30ish, but it's just not looking that way yet!) Then I'll have to come up with my own time increases as I build to a 10K distance. We have some heinous weather set to hit and sit for the next few days, but, hey, I have nothing to do but wait for a break in it.
Till I actually run again...
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