One of my favorite things about running, in addition to the whole heart health and overall fitness stuff - is seeing the wild variety of things in the gutter. Today I noticed a lime wedge resting beside the busy boulevard.
A lime wedge beats a puddle of barf. In my running career, I've seen several barf piles. I imagine one of two reasons for the barf: 1) Someone on the way home from partying on the Strip couldn't make it any further and lost their lunch (more like alcohol consumption) out the door onto my running route. 2) A woman early in her pregnancy thought she could make it to church without puking out the door, but was mistaken. (Not that this has ever happened to me.)
Back to the lime wedge. There it sat. Do you know limes do grow in Vegas? But I've run this way before and there are no lime trees along the main drag. Even if it fell from a tree, I'm guessing it wouldn't fall in wedge form. Tommy Burger recently opened a new location not far from our house, and they sell killer Lime-Aid drinks. I first thought this lime hopefully originated there, but since I get fixated on drunk passengers (hence the barf story) I quickly wondered if it might instead be out of a vodka gimlet. I'm hoping for the Lime-Aid, since that less often results in DUI arrests - but it did give me something to think about for half a mile.
I would heartily enjoy knowing what other runners think about when they're out panting and sweating and covering the miles.
4 comments:
My first thought on the lime was that it came out of a corona bottle, but there would have to be a beer bottle near by.
There's a third reason for barf puddles I'm told: Jesus-following bloggers who train for half marathons...
My craziest thing: a doll head. Eerie.
Running on the street is so much more interesting than on a treadmill at the gym.
I like to run in the 'hood around Christmas. First, it's the lights at night - makes it so much more fun - some people even have piped music nowadays, so if the iPod isn't charged, I still have some tunes. Then, the two weeks following Christmas I get to see what everyone got under their tree. This was the year of the Wii, I'm telling you.
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