2009 February 14
Miles: 9.36
Time: 1:43:27
I had the bright idea that I would take the bus and subway to Oksu Station and then run home from there. I was looking at the map and thought, “Hey, I can pass a dozen embassies on this route.”
Well, there were way too many hills. The embassies weren’t much to look at, and got lost in Hannam-dong. And what is it with this ipod? It quit in the middle of the run. By now, I am hooked on the music when running the streets. Sure beats the traffic noise.
Before heading out the door, I checked the weather on TV. 0 inching up to 6. I could handle that. 40 degrees is good running weather. I was about 2 miles into the run—jogging through Iteawon, when I realized that 0 meant 0. In my quick glance at the telly, I assumed I was looking at Celsius. Nope. No wonder I was freezing. Now, it felt even colder. And I still had seven miles to go! Mile 4 the ipod went kapoot. Mile 7 the legs froze and stiffened. Mile 8, I swear there was an icicle at the end of my nose. I forget why I am doing this. Oh, yeah. Outreach needs your help. Yes, you. My little inconveniences are nothing compared to the misery and suffering that is caused by the pain of poverty.
