6 mile tempo run on an early, cloudy, drizzly Saturday morning. Here are a few of the pictures I took along the way:
Last Thursday I was kind of dreading my workout. I had 6×800 on schedule and the only time I could squeeze it in was while my son was at art class. I decided to do the repeats in the industrial area across the street – flat and long, straight streets and if I did the workout quick enough I could treat myself to a latte before picking him up. Normally I would drive 10 min to the beautiful bosque running trail for my workout, but – like I said, a latte was a necessity – if I drove to the trail and back I wouldn’t have time to get one after my workout. Priorities.
The thought of running 800s in a very unscenic part of town that is a little sketchy was not sounding like running heaven, but I was determined to get the workout in. As I ran the first 800 toward the industrial warehouses I saw boarded up abandoned buildings, empty dirt lots, garbage, broken glass, uneven sidewalks and rusty barbed wire. There were two teenagers huddled on the side of the road outside of their car – doing drugs? I don’t know, but I avoided them and that area for the rest of the run. There were rundown houses past the warehouses and broken down cars.
Just keep your head down and get the repeats done.
The end of my second 800 ended in front of a house that looked like this:
And the house had a view of this, across the street:
Who had taken the time to spray paint this on the curb by this house? I was blown away. And as my Garmin started to beep to signal the start of the next repeat, I started to look around. I started to notice more about this area I was running in. It wasn’t just an industrial area, there were homes here that people lived in. And there WAS beauty here.
The quote on the street really made me think about seeking out beauty and happiness – on runs, in life itself. I don’t know that I will seek out deserted industrial areas for my future runs, but I will certainly think about finding the beauty and creating happiness wherever I end up.
Happiness is created. It doesn’t just happen.