Macroscopic!

A week or two ago, as I was enjoying some coffee and wasting time walking to class, I got stuck behind a couple of girls. Their camouflaged cutoff shorts and tiny tank tops matched perfectly, and meant that either the army has gotten a lot more lenient on uniform, or they had just joined a sorority (like...omygawd!). I gave up trying to listen to my jams through their gabber, so I decided to listen as they complained that...like...their macro...like....economics test like......was totally like...gay.

I had no real reason to let that irritate me. I spent all of thirty seconds walking behind these newly-bred sheep before finding a different, longer path to class. But for some reason, I found the "macro...like....economics" chirping through my head for ten or fifteen minutes of my ride yesterday. Luckly the idea of "macro" anything became more appealing than thinking of them talk.

In a sort of cool way, triathlon training exposes you to two sides of the world, the microview, and the macro. When you run, I feel like you see your area on a micro level. You learn all of the streets, all of the routes and distances from one place to another. You see things you would have never seen otherwise. The bike gives you a much broader view of the world. You learn what your county, and adjacent counties look like. You learn all the big and small towns, and all of the major roads, as well as minor dirt roads to avoid at all cost. Biking gives you the big picture of what an area really looks like.

See...I can be deep sometimes...just like swimming!