“The Tunnel” –
John Murphy [28 Days Later Soundtrack]
Before
I get into the (short) story for today, I thought I’d take care of a bit of
shop talk. Part of the point of this
blog is to maintain some level of accountability. If I don’t write, it’s because I haven’t
run. And then you – all 2 of you that
may be reading this – will know. It’s a
way to keep myself motivated. The other
motivation comes from me telling myself that I won’t have a creative outlet for
my floundering zombie fiction if I don’t run.
It
occurs to me that, while all of this is true, it may help if I actually throw
out a few numbers from that day’s run, as well as tell you a bit about my
process.
I’ve
been using the Zombies Run 5K app
from Six To Start, and it has been a tremendous help to me. On top of giving me a running program to
follow, it also helps to motivate me. I’m
still in the beginning stages, so I haven’t really encountered any zombies yet
(well, one…but he was a mile away, so that barely counts), but it’s still a fun
way to run. So thanks to the folks who
put that together. It has been
amazing. I look forward to every run.
The
app also tracks some stuff: distance run, time spent running, and my pace per
mile. I figured it would help if I
posted some of those after each run.
Because, quite frankly, they’re a bit embarrassing at the moment, and
writing them down for people to see will only motivate me to try a little
harder my next time out. So, at the top
of each post, I’ll be writing down those stats for the day.
Here
are my stats for today’s run:
Miles:
2.85
Time:
43.52
Pace
per mile: 15:24
And
now, for the story.
It
finally stopped raining, and I felt comfortable enough to put my socks out to
dry. Looks like I’ll be keeping my feet
after all. For now, anyway. Those crawling zombies are death.
I
found a little walking path off the main road today and decided to use that. Maybe it wasn’t my best decision, as it was
framed by trees on each side. But there
was enough room on each side of the path to see if anything was coming at
me. The trees also seemed sparse enough
that I could make an escape through them if I got hemmed in. Look at me, minding my surroundings. I may just survive this thing after all.
As
it turns out, I didn’t encounter any zombies, which was nice. With the trees on either side and a slight
breeze blowing, my running today was downright peaceful. For the first time since this started, I
actually felt happy. Like everything was
going work out just fine. Which probably
means that everything was going to go to hell for me tomorrow. But, at that moment, it didn’t matter. I slowed to a walk, put on some Englishman,
and sang quietly along. I’m sure it was
off-key, but no one was around to shake their head at me.
No comments:
Post a Comment