Two Hundred Ninety-Two

June 9, 2015
7.50 Miles in 1:13:00
Mood: Smiling at the Backpack Lady
Soundtrack: Jordan, Jesse, Go!

It was 6:07 AM and I had just started out, and I saw her. She is legend in our neighborhood. She is the big backpack lady. If you live within a 2 mile radius of my house, chances are good that you have seen and been confounded by her. She is an impossibly thin woman (her physique would be best described as "toothpickian") who hikes around Littleton while wearing an enormous backpack.

I have spoken with her before, and I took that occasion to ask if she was training for something, and apparently she is perpetually training for an intense backpack trip in Africa. I was unclear if this is an annual event or if she has been prepping for a decade for a singular trip, but no matter...it's a little weird. It's weird enough that I've had multiple conversations with others about her, and everyone is always a little perplexed by her. How is she so thin? Why does she ALWAYS wear the backpack? What exactly is her deal? Even after getting her explanation straight from her mouth, I'm still a little confounded.

Anyhow, I saw her today, and only two minutes into my run, I took her photo and figured that I probably wasn't going to get anything better to use for today's post. I was right. It was a pleasant, but mostly uneventful run. The weather is starting to heat up so that I'm building up a lathery sweat even in shorts when I go out these days, but when the most interesting thing I can say about a run is that it made me sweaty, that is truly not much to report. (Other than Backpack Lady, of course, who is always fascinating.)