Mon 4 Feb 2013
Okay…I knew it was yesterday. How could you miss the hype? You’d have to be bound and gagged and locked in a room shut off from any communication to not know. You may have guessed, I’m not a football fan—nor am I a fan of Super Bowl parties. Yes, I could sit in a room full of shouting and cheering people eating and drinking themselves into Super Bowl heaven, or I could go out for a run. I live in beautiful Southern California—I decided to run.
It was 72 degrees and the sun was shining. A gentle breeze was blowing over the Back Bay in Newport Beach. I laced up my Asics Gel-Cumulus shoes, set my IPod Nano to my favorite song list and started out at a slow jog—to work out the kinks. Stairway to Heaven drifted into my ears as I gazed at the deep blue bay. Flocks of birds peppered the sky.
I picked up the pace as I turned the corner and passed a woman pushing her baby in a stroller. She smiled and waved. I guess she didn’t care about missing Beyoncé’s highly touted, “live” half-time performance. I pushed on as I wiped the sweat from my left eye and took a long drink from my water bottle.
I ran along Pacific Coast Highway and over the bridge as I turned around and back toward the Back Bay. Two bicyclers flew by from behind. I cruised along the straightaway—effortlessly. I was free and light. Chariots of Fire floated into my ears. I made the final push up the hill to the lookout point on Eastbluff. I made it—10 miles.
I took a deep breath and walked a bit to cool down. I always love the way I feel after a run—peaceful, happy. Isn’t that what running is really about? I hope it was a good game—for those who stayed indoors to watch it. Maybe I’ll catch the Super Bowl next year.
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