I have measured out a 10-kilometer route that takes me past my church (Westminster Presbyterian), and I think of this as the "Church 10K." I ran it this evening, in 1:02:38 (a 10:05/mile pace - not a bad time, but not one of my better ones, either), leaving at 6 PM in very pleasant (a word I tend to overuse) spring weather - 65 degrees. (I just traded messages with a Facebook friend, a former sister-in-law who lives in Phoenix, and said that I bet it was getting warm there. She replied that it is downright "H-O-T" now. Much better for me here in Michigan!
Generally when I run, I consult my watch frequently, chasing down a series of mini-goals ("OK, I want to make that next landmark by x:xx"). But today I purposefully avoided that for the most part, and could not see where it made much difference in the end.
About Me
- AB
- My life has undergone a quantum leap of changes in the past three decades. I used to be a choral music professor at a small college in southern Michigan, but in 1993 incurred a closed-head Traumatic Brain Injury in a severe automobile accident that left me comatose for two months, hospitalized for six, and ultimately unable to communicate vocally, either by speech or song. Though I have regained a very modest amount of these abilities, it's not much. My most rewarding roles are those of husband, father, and grandfather. Also, though I was formerly an accomplished pianist, not playing from 1993-2016 robbed me of nearly all those abilities -- I am currently engaged in daily practice to see what I can regain.
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