Running club was tonight. I haven’t been able to go for a few weeks, owing to the slightly stupid number of mountain bike races I’ve had lately. The venue has moved, once a week, to the Kettering Rec Center track, since there are soccer games on Wednesday nights at the high school track we had been using.
The track at Kettering is a cinder track, which I haven’t run on since eighth grade. It was a little nostalgic, hearing the crunch of fine gravel under my feet as we worked through our sets. Cinder tracks aren’t very fast or fun to run on, but they’re soft enough that they don’t hurt like pavement, and old school enough that you feel pretty badass running on one.
There were pee wee football teams practicing on the fields next to us, and a couple of the teams ran laps alongside us at one point. They were clearly not enjoying the experience as much as I. Maybe they will when they’re 30.