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take a break
Yes, I am still here. I know it has been a really long time since I posted on this blog but I have been trying to keep my training blog updated (with only a few lapses).
For the last two weeks m hasn't had to go to work (oh the joys of being a teacher). This means a couple of things. One, she doesn't really push me to get out of bed at the regular time in the morning. Two, if we do manage to get a workout done in the morning we either take longer or I have to take her home before going to work. The end result of these things is that I am driving into work a little later then during the school year. This allows me to witness some interesting behaviour in traffic.
Twice in the last two weeks I have seen people (males probably both in their late 30's to mid 40's) having a, how should I put this, problem with the (predictable) pace of traffic. Both were rather comedic to watch.
The first guy was driving a late-model minivan. I had just exited the highway since it was starting to move slowly and I knew it was only going to get slower as I got closer to my destination. I became aware of this guy when he honked at me and yelled at me out his window for NOT making a left hand turn on a red light. The car in front of me was slow to move when the light turned yellow and they didn't make it more than halfway through the intersection before the light was red. So I didn't follow them. Apparently I made the wrong choice by following the law. When the light (finally) changed and I made the turn the minivan driver proceeded to fly by me and promptly get in the line for the next light. Over the next 10k (6 miles) and around 7 intersections I watched this guy freak out at every light and try to fight his way through traffic. I ended up passing by him and just getting through a light that he didn't. I hope he made it to where he was going before his heart gave out.
The second guy was just this morning. I stayed on the highway a little longer this morning and I paid the time price for it. Traffic was moving well but came to a fairly sudden standstill just past an exit I could have taken. There was a guy in a mid-sized sedan behind me this morning that, apparently, couldn't believe that this morning at 8:00 am the highway didn't just open up for him. We were moving a little more slowly than usual but the slowdown started a little later than usual so it was all pretty much six of one, half a dozen of the other. Every time the stop and go traffic would tend towards the stop side of its pattern this guy would throw his hands up in the air and look for help from above. I could read his lips while watching him in my rear view mirror. "Come on, come on, come on. Come ON! Come f***ing on! Come on, f***, come on F***!"
Traffic sucks in the area around where I work. Get used to it. It takes me 50% longer (30 minutes vs. 20 minutes) to drive the 30kms from my house to work at 8:00am on a weekday than it does at 8:00pm on a weekday. Freaking out isn't going to do anything. Trying to fight your way through traffic isn't going to get you much further ahead. M would say I could take this advice myself some mornings but there are certain times of the day where you can't expect to get anywhere an any reasonable amount of time. The only thing you can do is look for the entertainment around you...
posted on Thursday July 14, 2005 at 13:11:37