FINALLY–got out for a run. Went over the harbor bridge, past the opera house and through the botanical gardens for about 10 miles total. Just gorgeous. The whole time I kept thinking about how lucky I am to be able to take in sites through a run. I also had a chance to see plenty of Australians pounding the pavement, which leads me to this observation–
Meaning no disrespect to my fellow Americans, (or any other nationality for that matter) but seriously, Aussies are tough! They really do make us seem wimpy. Consider:
Exhibit A: It’s winter here, but their outdoor swimming pools are still open to the elements and full of swimmers.
Exhibit B: At home, most runners I know would be dressed in capris, hats, long sleeves and gloves for their early-morning runs in these temperatures. Not the Aussies–haven’t seen a single pair of gloved hands, a hat, or anything other than shorts. In fact, I’ve seen plenty of singlets, something we usually save for mid-summer.
Exhibit C: At the beach the other day, I witnessed swimmer after swimmer out in the middle of the ocean doing serious distance, in serious chop, at a serious pace. Way braver than I am!
Exhibit D: This week they’ll elect a new Prime Minister. One of the candidates, Tony Abbott, recently completed an Ironman. I like Pres. Obama and everything, but last time I checked, he was a smoker who played the occasional game of basketball. ‘Nuf said.
I don’t know if it’s in their DNA, in the water or what, but I’m hoping to take home some of what they’ve got!