I think I freaked out my 90+ year old neighbor this morning.
Thelma is — seriously — the sweetest, most vibrant and active elderly woman I’ve ever met. But I think I completely freaked her out. And if I didn’t, she was VERY suspicious.
I was just finishing up my workout (which was:)
6 x 400m run
5 x 50m sprints
It was dark — just after 6am — when I ran by her house on the last sprint. I was walking back, feeling good about shaving time off of my sprint when she walked outside to pick up her newspaper.
“Good morning, Thelma!” I said, but I tried to greet her quietly so I wouldn’t disturb the other neighbors.
“How are you today?” I panted (I was still recovering from the sprint).
I smiled, wondered if she heard me, and kept walking. I felt her eyes follow me. And I think she even walked out to the sidewalk to see where I was going. I don’t think she recognized me. I’m sure I looked pretty weird. I was wearing my dark blue bandana (a gang symbol!) and I was carrying my stopwatch (what the hell is that in her hand?!).
I tried to look nonchalant and did not look back. I didn’t want to look any more suspicious than I already did. I mean, who runs up and down the sidewalk in the dark?
Ha ha! I hope Thelma’s OK. One day I’ll have to go over there and explain.
Good intervals, though:
400s — 2:01 / 1:52 / 1:50 / 1:51 / 1:53 / 1:51
50s — 11 secs each sprint
I finished up inside with some core training.
5 Wheel roll-outs
20 Russian Twists with med ball