Ozzie and I took a few days off from walking. My right ankle is fairly unstable. Over the years, it has been subjected to four surgeries after an accident I had while cross country skiing. So, while I walk a lot, I try to keep to stable-surface trails. The local bark trails are great – good smooth surface for walking, but a little softer than pavement, which is helpful for aging joints. Unfortunately, trails wear down and, since this is Track Town, USA, our trails must be well-maintained. The crew has been out over the last few weeks and we’ve been able to still get a good walk in on the old surface, but they’re now narrowing it down to where we will have to walk on the new surface.
As you can see, the old trail is in front of the trucks, ground basalt and, I think, pumice, with bark over the top. Some of the rock is beginning to show through. Behind the trucks is a new layer of rock with a thick coating of bark. While we recognize the need to maintain the trails, this stuff is really hard to walk on, especially if you have bad joints. We’ll have to stick to the pavement over the next few weeks and let the skinny guys in tights pack that stuff down for us.
And, while we’re on the subject, there should be a few rules for men in tights. We come in all shapes and sizes. Lots of elite runners here in Eugene. Some of them glide by me like sleek and silent gazelles. Now that the New Year and resolutions have arrived, there are many large, sweaty, heaving-breath joggers out on the trail. Good for them, but if you’re a larger guy and you’re in your tights, I’d recommend you invest in a pair of tighty-whities to wear under them. The poor guy who huffed by me today had his boxers all wadded up into various lumps. He looked so uncomfortable and I’m sure had some serious chafing when he got home. More power to ya, fella, but invest in something more comfortable to wear. And, please, spare my eyeballs!