Manhattan, May 13, 2007
- This past Sunday, I did the Mother's Day 4-Mile race in Central Park, which is the first race I had run since July. It was a beautiful day, and I was pretty pleased with my time (28:47) and place (311th out of 3192 runners). So with a spring in my step (figuratively, that is - I was a bit tired), I headed to the subway station at 5th and 59th.
Because it was only a little after 9am on Sunday morning, there were probably only about a couple dozen other people in the station, and pretty much every one of them had done the race (you could tell because most of us still had our race numbers on). So I sat down, and rather than wait for the train in silence, I decided to be friendly. So I asked the group of people sitting near me: "Hey, how did everyone's run go?"
One guy muttered an embarrassed "fine". Everyone else either shrugged or looked away like I was asking for money. What unfriendly jerks! So we all waited for the train in silence, me silently fuming, and they probably all silently thinking I was some sort of kook.
Well, I didn't let it ruin my day. Cleaning the windows in my house - that ruined my day. But at least it was constructive, and I can now see the beautiful weather outside again.