On Sunday afternoon, I took a semi-leisurely run in the park. I knew I needed to go at least 8 km, and would be happy to go 10 km but I was not planning to push myself.
If you want to know more, and even if you don’t, you have to read this story by Florence William, it is a brilliant explanation of the bikes and the obsession that grips the people who own them: http://www.bicycling.com/news/featured-stories/pedersen-bikes-strange-and-not-unpleasant-experience. I have promised Matt, who noticed the hammock-like seat, that the next time he has a meeting in Copenhagen, I am tagging along so we can go find these in Christiana.
Speaking of Matt, on Sunday afternoon, as promised, he met me halfway at the bridge in the park that marks a turnaround point. Well, almost — I paused to snap a photo him crossing the bridge, which meant I missed actually meeting him. Then he took off to the island side and I went in the other direction along the shore, so I could run home through the woods.
It was a lovely run, on a really beautiful cool, gray day. And in the end, literally, Matt caught up to me as we approached home. We hit the 10-km mark at roughly the same place and time on the middle running/walking/biking path along Valhallavagen. But I started out at least 15 minutes before he did. Sigh.
Anyway, I now feel confident that I can finish the 10k this coming Saturday if I go slow and steady — it’s just going to take me a little over an hour. And I won’t take any photos. I also have decided that there are no half-marathons in my near future. Maybe next year…