Running Time: 50:53 + 2:00 kick.
I drove over to Simley High School before checking in to the hotel, to see if the track had public access. It did, so I drove back later for my run, only to find that the band was practicing on the track. An appalling misuse of resources, but it is their track, and I suppose the band should practice on it if it helps somehow.
They had a of green space at Simley High Schools – fields, ponds, trails, woods. I settled into a perimeter run that gave me some elevation changes, some terrain challenges, and solitude. When I move to Utah next month, I might have to venture into more trail running, so this was valuable experience for that potential.
I actually thought the town was Inner Grove Heights earlier in the day’s travels. My daughter had suggested the day before that if I broadcast my travel plan, family members might be able to scout out dinner options for me. She found B52 Burgers and Brew for me, which happened to share a parking lot with the hotel I was staying at. I recommend the B52 burger – it was spicy and a good value.
Had a nice visit with Joe at Star Equipment in Roberts, WI, earlier in the day. They are an NRC dealer just finishing up a major remodel/addition project that looks spectacular. They are ready to fill a product showroom, so I sent him some recommendations that night.
To offset the nice visit with Joe, I called one of our larger distributors to help assuage their anguish over our recent price increase. For some reason, they thought their old “hot list” pricing was still good, and they claimed they had not seen the price list. I walked them through the product rationalization we went through, the underlying objectives of that and the new pricing, and how our new custom special quote procedure worked. He told me some of the things he had told the Inside Sales Rep for his region – my team member – during a phone rage incident the week before. It reminded me again of how nice the All-Lift Randys (God-Family-Work) of the world are, and how shitty others can be.
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