Shirtless rollerblading...

I've been sick the past few days.  I rarely succomb to a fever, but fever it was on Monday and Tuesday.  Total sucksville.  I was bed bound and forced to hang up the running shoes.  That probably wasn't a bad thing in some ways.  I'm reluctant to take time off from pounding the pavement, though I really should following races. 

Today I could sit still no longer.  During my lunch break I broke out the shoes and headed out the door to enjoy the good weather and a few miles of meditation.  Mostly it was a normal run around the Capitol Hill neighborhoods...until I hit Lincoln Park.  Why is it that all the interesting people circulate around Lincoln Park?  I don't know the answer to this, but time and again I always find my strange stories in that area. 

As I pulled onto the dirt track on the inside of the sidewalk I was streaked by the shirtless rollerblading guy.  Okay, some folks can get away with this....definitely not this dude.  Maybe I admire his self-confidence, but I was nearly compelled to give him the shirt off my back.  It was just too much.  Admittedly though, it did keep my mind off the fact that my lungs were screaming from the remnants of being sick and that I was sweating buckets from the same.

Sitting down writing this entry, I still can't get the vision out of my head.  Here's to hoping the change of seasons and cooler weather will find that guy wearing a shirt in the future.  Happy trails!!!

Stats -
Miles:  4.05
Time:   34:52 (average pace of 8:36 per mile)
Location:  Capitol Hill, Stanton Park, Lincoln Park
Feeling:  everything is working really well since taking off three days this week but the lungs are bad