Scary Things...

I will have this week's stats to post once I have finished my week. It depends on if I get out for today. But I wanted to post about two scary things. One is me (more on that later). The other is the fact that this blog started just over two months ago, when AJMac was at 19:46 (not sure if that is accurate) and is now at 19:13. Admittedly, I did not expect that he would drop so quickly. I was, and am now even more so, certain that AJMac would get 18:59; but, to know he is 14 seconds away shocked NotsoFlashGordon and me to the core. I am not certain of NotsoflashGordon's reaction, but it got me thinking terrible thoughts - is AJMac going to crush me? Am I too out of shape to make a serious run at this thing? Is AJMac going to jump ship and joining the blog "Seventeen Fifty Nine" because we are not good enough? I guess the real feeling though, when I reflect properly, is pride. I am so proud that he is at 19:13, because in spite of wanting to be the first to the goal, I realized that the Army rangers did not just want one soldier to climb the cliff. Keep up the good work. I am cheering you on, AJMac. NotsoflashGordon and I are on our way, don't worry.

The other scary thing, as I mentioned at the top, is me. Specifically, on Thursday night, I ran up to the local prep school, Philips Academy Andover, to run on the track at night. There were no lights, just the stars, the track and me... and a petit woman walking around the track. She saw me running around the track towards her. All of the sudden her walk turned into a trot. I was doing speed work and so I was coming on fast. It was hard to see, but as she turned the corner and the distant lights from the main campus defined her sillouette, I could see she was faster than a cheetah. I couldn't catch her (in the figurative sense), but I am convinced she thought I was trying (in the literal sense). Apparently, she ran straight off the track and home. I think the dust is just now settling.