iThink: Dos Gringos, "Going In For Guns"
WX at 0700: 45.0 (7.2) DP 44.1 (6.7) BP 30.13 (1020) SW 6 mist RH 96
Odometer 3: (factoring in a lot of walking on Monday and Tuesday...) 152.5mi equivalency
Z3.
Average/max heart rate = no reading (this is what I get for leaving my HRM strap at home)
Yesterday was a walk through Disney's Animal Kingdom. Whee. Last time I'd been to the WDW complex of theme parks, it was 1987 and Animal Kingdom didn't exist.
I realize why my spidey-sense goes bat shit motherfucking crazy when I go to to a theme park. It's the whole fake authenticity of it all. People want to delude themselves into having a supposedly authentic experience of going on a safari, or participating in some dig or even the rampant Harry Potter fanboying that I saw the other night.
I guess I jettisoned my childhood very, very early. I don't recall gravitating on all this when I was their age. I think by that time I was already caught up on wanting to fly jets and blow shit up under official government imprimatur.
That may explain this morning's iThink. I guess it's probably preferable to "World War III," which is the other song that comes to mind when I'm around small children for a long time.
At least if I don't run, I'm getting some substantial exercise walking from place to place all day long and being the pack mule for kids who don't want to carry stuff.
Today's agenda is a trip to Disney's Magic Kingdom. I really want to try the suggestion of riding "It's A Small World" completely plowed, but alas, there are no suds in the Magic Kingdom. Booze and fairytale dreams don't mix. Except in my universe.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 08:28 08:28 08:28 08:28 1.00
1.00 17:21 08:53 08:53 08:41 2.00
1.00 26:21 09:00 09:00 08:47 3.00
1.00 35:02 08:41 08:41 08:45 4.00
0.20 36:45 01:43 08:35 08:45 4.20
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