Those were the words which a mother said to her little girl as I ran past them this morning on a cold, icy day. They are also what vault this otherwise nondescript jog to one of my all-time favorites. The mother was trying to motivate her daughter, who was none too excited about participating in a walk in the cold. I was simply an opportunity for her to somehow convince her child that this activity might actually be enjoyable.
That I was able to assist at all shows the level of the lady’s desperation.
Still, it was a great thing to hear as I ran uphill near the end of my run. It reminds me of the times I have been cheered on by random strangers in various organized cycling and running events. It’s always fantastic to hear someone cheer you on, even on a crummy morning jog through the neighborhood. If you find yourself in a position to lend some moral support to a runner/cyclist, I encourage you to do so. It will make their day. If you wish to sound cool to a cyclist, the term to use is, “Allez!”
For those not fluent in French, that’s pronounced, ah-lay.
You may have deduced by now that I stayed off the bike this weekend. Sadly, there was a small bit of snow Friday night that turned to ice on Saturday and refused to be melted by this morning. I didn’t wish to contend with patches of black ice, so I opted for a jog instead. As it was, I still slipped once and almost ended up on my fourth point of contact. Despite the ice, I managed my one of my fastest times on this four mile route: 34:19.
The temps are supposed to return to the 50s this week, so I should be able to get in a few night rides. That would be nice as I would hate to ruin my strong start (well, strong for January) to the monthly mileage total.