Step inside this housing

The Whiteboard is reverse-engineering a Nike+iPod kit. Pretty stinking cool, if you ask me.

There’s a transceiver (meaning both a transmitter and a receiver in the same radio chassis) in the bit that plugs into your iPod, meaning – well, actually, I don’t know what that means. It’s potentially a pretty cool implementation – the bit that plugs into your iPod could, I guess, talk to stuff that’s not the chip in your shoe.

Regardless, I’m riveted.

Another Good Mile

Went running with Jake this evening, after drill and after mowing the yard (How can I resist Melissa when she looks up at me with the big brown eyes and says “You’re mowing the yard, right?”). One mile in 13 minutes.

But, it was by far the best mile of the weekend.

And one of the best post-runs ever, lying in the freshly cut grass, looking up into a perfect blue sky, and watching the thin stratonimbus clouds roll by.

Redemption

So, rather than continue to sit around and feel sorry for myself, I did, in fact, run yesterday afternoon.

And, y’know what? It felt good

Not wanting to be, y’know, too ambitious after a week off, I set the Nike+iPod for 40 minutes, decided to run down River Road instead of the base perimeter, and set off.

The day was warm, but not painfully so. The birds sang, the breeze blew, and the sun beat down on my ears. ANd suddenly all that other crap didn’t matter. I was running.

  • Floyd? Floyd can take a flying leap if he can’t remember that this is what it’s all about
  • Lack of races this year? That was choice, buddy, and it seems to be working out
  • Anything else in the world? Hey, I’m running here. Look for someone else to bug

4.6 miles in 40 minutes. Not fast, not slow, not far, not short. Just right.