You know the guy who skis in the jeans tucked into or over the ski boots, the wide open too-big jacket and sunglasses -- who has no concept what his poles are for? I think I passed the running equivalent today while out for a jog on the mountain. This guy was wearing sunglasses (obviously) and had "rips" in each knee of his green combat pants (but the kind of rips that come pre-torn when you buy the pants), a wide open jacket, and I am pretty sure he was running in oxfords. Plus, he was wearing cologne. A ton of it.
It was definitely amusing.
I love the running culture on the mountain. The real runners always smile or nod or give a little two finger wave as they pass you. A running buddy and I used to drag ourselves to the mountain at 6:30 am once a week during the winter months and made a particular effort to say hi to everyone we passed. We were only outdone once, where someone who was passing us (in the same direction) said hi before he even passed us.
I'm really enjoying my current running mix, particularly GnR's "Get In the Ring." Ian doesn't think it's the kind of music I should be exposing the baby to, but I don't want to discriminate against types of music this early on, do I?
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Back when GnR was in my walkman every day (era 1991) my uncle said the same thing - how would you feel if your kids were listening to that? yeah yeah - like parents have any power over our children's musical preferences anyway coxoxox Sam
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