Yesterday was PPTC’s 2nd annual love run. Last year Linus created a route that had us spell out LOVE by taking advantage of two streets that ran diagonally. This year, we ran LOVE in the style of Robert Indiana, the artist of the famous LOVE sculptures.
There were two different versions of the route – the fancy one with serifs and the canted O and the non-fancy one with no serifs and a rectangular O. I chose to do the fancier one. The O didn’t turn out quite right, but I still think it’s a pretty good effort.
Because I have absolutely no spatial skills whatsoever (seriously, I can’t do mental rotation), I had no idea what we were doing or running even when I was told exactly what we were doing. I couldn’t visualize or translate our running to the route art we were constructing. I was delighted by what I saw when it appeared on Strava.
Work was grueling last week. I wake up early to start working as I’m drinking coffee and getting ready to head to the office and I don’t return home til close to midnight. Friday was a “short” day because I got to be home at 6 pm. I was scheduled to do a 16-miler, but thankfully after a text conversation with Leah, we scrapped it. I’m just too physically exhausted from work to run. I’m running really slowly and my legs are dead.
Normally when I’m in a situation like this, I’m either freaking out over the potential loss of fitness because I’m not training hard or talking about the importance of listening to your body. I’m doing neither in this post – I’m just too freaking tired to care. All I’m trying to do is survive the month.