Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Random Thoughts

Why is that I (the only runner out of all my coworkers) am the one least likely to run across the street as we walk to our lunch spot?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Go look at film of Earl Campbell back in his glory days and you'll find your answer.

A reporter once asked him why he did what he did between plays.

Bill Blancett said...

Gerardo,

I'm still wondering what Earl did between plays. Did he lie down? Hmmm...

Bill

Anonymous said...

I guess you are too young to have seen him play live. Earl was never in any hurry to get back to the huddle. He was often too late to hear the next play and had to be told by a teammate AFTER the huddle had broken for the next play.

He didn't think that getting back to the huddle in a hurry was what his fans, teammates, or coaches VALUED in him. He saved it for when it counted.

Well ... that isn't exactly what he told a reporter. He was a bit more brash with his answer, but I wouldn't want to talk trash for Earl. That's my forte. ;-)

So ... that is my answer. Your co-workers value their lunches (probably dinner too) and get excited about them. You save your running for when it matters to you - training and racing.

Do you think I correctly assessed the reason?

Bill Blancett said...

Gerardo,

That's the answer. I run so much during training and races that I just don't feel comfortable doing it anywhere else.

Bill

Steeeve said...

Same deal for Mickey Rivers from the NY Yankees in the 70's as described in The Bronx Zoo by Sparky Lyle. Mickey would do his best old man cripple routine on walks, running out grounders, in fact all the time...except when stealing bases, and for a time he was the fastest runner in baseball.