Centennial Park in Nashville.
Tranquil and Peaceful.
This might come as a surprise to those of you who only know me from the blog, but I am a nice and friendly person. I try to treat people with respect and pride myself on following the "golden rule" that was practically beaten into my brain everyday as a child. (Yes, mom, I cuss like a sailor, but at least I'm nice to people. You can't win them all). I rarely get angry or pissed off and I pretty much avoid all confrontation. This results in a happy, peaceful life.
Most of the time.
Yesterday was not one of those times. I headed over to Centennial Park to do my first workout of MISSION TO BQ Training 2013. It was 4:30pm and despite dodging all the Vanderbilt Freshman who are just milling around town hitting up all the Froyo places before classes start, I got to the park in a fairly decent mood. Sure, it was hot, humid, and sunny and there were about a zillion puddles to dodge because we've had rain for the last 67 days straight, but it was my first workout and I was excited!
The park seemed crowded, but I was unfazed by it while I continued my warm up. Well, after about 3 minutes of running, it became clear that the usually tranquil Centennial Park had turned into Dante's 5th Circle of Hell. There were people and cars EVERYWHERE
I was hoping for a happier 1st workout done post, but honestly... I'm just glad that I'm not in jail for doing this yesterday:
'Twas merely a fantasy.
15 1/2 more weeks to go... I better find another place to do my workouts.