Notes from Houston

We're down in Texas for Paul's sister's wedding this weekend, so that means more exploring the town via running for me. Here's what I've learned:

1. Despite being called a "speedway", the Buffalo Speedway had a speed limit of 30 mph. It was actually very pleasant to run down and had a well protected side walk on tree-lined, residential street.

2. Said speedway is also visually interesting. Maybe due to the lack of zoning, every house is different. Not just like different colors either. You get a low, brick ranch next to a stucco McMansion next to a southern charmer with big columns, a modern concrete slab and corrugated aluminum unit, and the occasional colonial. Really a pleasant distraction.

3. Despite my "hi"s and "good morning"s, the people of Houston out this morning were not very welcoming. Compare that to last weekend at lake George where all 11 people I came across said hi. Where's that southern hospitality?

4. I ran 7.5 miles this morning. My longest run since the stress fracture!

5. Finally, while I was out on the bayou, I heard a cyclist approaching behind me. I pulled to the right, and this guy on an elliptical with wheels rolled past. Seriously, I thought those things were just an Internet meme. Tey really do exist.