Another evening, another skating session at the Veloway. Tonight's was special as five other skaters, Brent, Lawrence, Kyle, and then later Matt and Niem, and myself braved fierce headwinds, with our final lap being one in which we kept the pack together and rotated frequently. While I do enjoy skating, I always enjoy it more when there is a common goal and a community aspect to it.
Total mileage: 12.5, with an average speed of 15mph. Not bad, considering the headwinds, and that my legs still didn't feel quite right - I'm doubtful I'm overtraining, but I still haven't felt like I've settled into my zone yet. Better happen soon though, as the Long Beach Inline Marathon is just next weekend!
Another high point for tonight: the comraderie. Between laps, when we weren't skating, we were joking around and goofing off. For some reason, everything seemed funny, including random pirate jokes, interrupting cows, and MOO something about velocity. We grabbed dinner at Galaxy, but I wasn't feeling too great, so I headed home and relaxed for a few.
But the night wasn't over yet. I had made plans to go see an film of an apocalyptic genre, called 'No Blade of Grass'. Made in the 70's, it offers a glimpse of what happens to a group of folks in England as a killer virus is ravaging cities, apparently introduced by man's overpollution, throwing governments into chaos, and turning ordinary citizens into mobs of survivors. The film is just one of a few apocalyptic films that is being offered as part of the Alamo's FantasticFest.
It's films like 'No Blade of Grass' that showcase the ultimate in man vs. nature, and man vs. man, warming my idealist side. And perhaps it also exposes my interest in anarchy, or even for the yearning to be free of the yoke of a government that is imposing its will on the people, instead of the other way around, as it should be. Heh, enough of that for now. Anyway, I've always enjoyed movies of this type, as they are so... pure... I guess I enjoy imagining myself in such a situation, and what I could offer my survival group, or how I might survive alone.
I think I may have been the only non-Alamo Drafthouse employee/friend who purchased a ticket, as there were just a few of us in the theater: Lars (a manager) and Ann, his wife, and a guy by the name of John, who might be a performer for the Mystery Sinus Theater. We all chatted a bit after the film, at which point John asked for a ride home, and I was a willing chauffeur, before returning home myself.
Earlier in the evening, I'd made some calls; learned that my sister received straight A's on a mid-term progress report (yay!), and that my mom's kidney stone hadn't yet passed (not yay); I also made plans with a friend to enjoy rollercoasters down at Six Flags Fiesta Texas in a few weekends; and also planned to see a horror film with my friend Mary on Saturday. I don't particularly like horror films, but Mary does, and I figure it's good for me to push my envelope a little. But I'm still kinda messed up after seeing 'The Ring', and that was like three years ago. Guess I'm going to have to touch a few more lightbulbs before I figure out to avoid them. :)
Posted by brian at October 7, 2005 02:24 AM | TrackBackIf you don't like horror films, then whatever you do, don't see "SAW."
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That one will twist your mind!
Posted by: B.M. Gainer at October 10, 2005 02:55 PM