This weekend I participated in another 5K race, my fourth in as many months. This one was in my hometown, so there was no way I could pass it up. The race was a part of a city event called Rib Rub and Run, which also featured a BBQ cook-off and live music on the town square.
The race started on time, and took us through some back streets and around Harry Myers Park. This was my first race in which vehicle traffic was a factor, but Rockwall’s Finest was on hand to make sure no one got plowed over by an SUV.
And the results? Once again, I’m pleased to say I made a personal best, beating my previous time by more than thirty seconds. I finished the 5K in 15th place overall for a time of 26:54. That’s an 8:40 per mile pace, beating my best pace by ten seconds per mile.
After the race I wandered around the square enjoying the smell of smoke and BBQ, although it was a bit early for lunch just yet. I ate a couple of breakfast burritos before heading home smelling of BO, smoke . . . and glory!
Okay, not glory so much, but definitely like BO and smoke. Which in certain circles is exactly the smell of glory.
My goodness, it seems the internet is just crowded with beautiful science today.
Richard Dawkins has written a beautifully illustrated book called The Magic of Reality.
I’ll let the book’s own blurb tell the story:
Magic takes many forms. Supernatural magic is what our ancestors used in order to explain the world before they developed the scientific method. The ancient Egyptians explained the night by suggesting the goddess Nut swallowed the sun. The Vikings believed a rainbow was the gods’ bridge to earth. The Japanese used to explain earthquakes by conjuring a gigantic catfish that carried the world on its back—earthquakes occurred each time it flipped its tail. These are magical, extraordinary tales. But there is another kind of magic, and it lies in the exhilaration of discovering the real answers to these questions. It is the magic of reality—science.
This would be a perfect book for a young person with an aptitude for science, but it’s rich with clear descriptions even for adults. With brief helpful explanations about how genes work, or stellar fusion, or plate tectonics, Dawkins contrasts the myths of ancient (and some modern) cultures with the real story of how things work. The result is a beautiful and informative introduction to this magical place we call reality.
Well here you are. Pretty landscapes, pretty music.
Recommend letting it load fully (it’s a big file) and watching in full screen. We live on a beautiful planet, don’t we?
Okay, did I say the previous post was funny. That was totally my bad. THIS is the funny of the day.
We’ve all seen the photos that amusement parks take of riders as they plummet down a roller coaster, or what have you. Well, the folks who run a haunted house in Canada do the same thing when people work their way through to the maximum scariest segment. And the results are High-larious:
Even better are the comments for each pic, such as this one for the one I posted above:
“HELLO?! NO I’m IN A HAUNTED HOUSE!!! A HAUNTED HOUSE!! CAN I CALL YOU BACK???”
You can view the entire stream in all its funny here.
What do dogs look like when they shake water off themselves?
They look funny, that’s what!
For the first time in what seems like sixteen thousand months, the temperatures on Labor Day morning were below seventy degrees. Perfect day for a run, at the White Rock Racing club’s Labor Day 5K/15K race. And the cooler temps must have been a factor, because I shaved over a minute off my personal best for the 5K.
(That graphic is clearly for last year’s race.)
Overall I clocked 27:28, down from 28:32 last month, for an 8:50/mile pace. That placed me 40th overall, 32nd among men, and 4th among men in my age group.
Overall I felt good. I had enough gas in the tank for a strong sprint at the finish, and I wasn’t shouting “NEVER AGAIN!” afterwards. Just a few minutes of walking around gulping Gatorade, and I was ready for the next race.
I love this sport.