Unfortunately all good things some to an end and the time has come to leave Colombia behind. Our last couple of days in Bogotá were relatively uneventful, as was our flight to New York thankfully. Our resting place on the upper east side of Manhattan with Sharlene’s sister is an ideal location for the running with Central Park only a few blocks away. My first taste of Central Park running was as part of a race – the Gridiron Classic 4 Mile. It’s a Super-bowl Sunday tradition and it would have been rude of me not to attend since I was so close to the start-line J
|Gridiron Classic in Central Pack - Losing the Battle|
That evening I watched Super Bowl XLV in a local bar. It was enjoyable, but not as big a deal as I was expecting. It would have been a bigger occasion if the Jets made it to the final, but Green Bay and Pittsburgh played out a relatively uninspiring final. I wasn’t particularly impressed with Black Eyed Peas interval act or adverts either. All much ado about nothing really, but I can see how the game has potential to thrill.
The rest of our New York trip was about shopping, dining and enjoying the good life. My daily workouts were in bitterly cold conditions. Wednesday was particularly crazy, with an 8 x 1km session scheduled. I couldn’t feel anything below by waist – a sensation I’ve never really experienced before. I was telling my legs to run, but only my eyes provided proof that my legs were responding. It was a poor session – only hitting 3:15/k, but I really couldn’t get my body warmed up to the level required for a session. I had to run fast just to keep blood flowing – not the day for an easy jog without arctic gear. We’re back to Dublin tomorrow. Our life of leisure is coming to an end L