I chose Saturday mornings at eight o'clock because of the blend of daylight and warmth this time of year; also a tip of the hat to folks who enjoy an adult beverage of choice during a Friday afternoon or evening. Not surprisingly, several persons said this would not do; there were races to attend on Saturday morning. Sunday morning group runs are already on my schedule, and I had no desire to wedge a group workout into an already-filled week of run groups.
It's enough to make a guy want to curl up in a fetal position and engage in serious thumb-sucking. Or take a drive and listen to public radio programming. I listened to a TED talk by author Malcolm Gladwell, on the topic of choice, happiness, and spaghetti sauce. Yes, spaghetti sauce. The talk was entertaining, interesting, and insightful, but I cannot say it was a moment which saw me sit in the driveway until the end. But I did take away a couple of bits of good information. I watched a YouTube clip of Gladwell's talk this morning. The entire talk focused on the work of Howard Moskowitz. If you like chunky spaghetti sauce, Moskowitz is the man to which you need to raise your glass in salute. If Moskowitz were a running coach, he would probably provide this piece of advice: "There is no perfect pickle; there are perfect pickles."
I've asked people what they want as a runner. Gladwell says during his TED talk that when asked what we want we often say one thing, yet truly desire another. The people who say they want to become faster runners, or who desire to increase their fitness, also make the conscious decision to participate in every social, participatory or competitive running event, even when they know the participation is not going to enhance their fitness or make them a better runner. So, maybe they REALLY want to participate in the same events, and engage in the same level of mediocrity, as their friends?