This is really about how to avoid seeing meteors, not how to avoid being hit by them. To accomplish the latter, I strongly suggest cave-dwelling.
No, this is about the former. Let's just, for the sake of argument, say that the Perseid Meteor Shower is going on, and you do not want to see it. Here is what you should do.
1) Begin by running the Perfect 10-Miler, as I did this past Sunday. Run fairly hard, so that you feel beat up afterwards.
2) Follow that up with an MCRR Club Picnic, where you eat way too much barbeque.
3) Try to run on Monday, but only make four miles at slower-than-snail pace.
4) Show up at the track for the usual 5am workout on Tuesday. Attempt the 'Michigan Workout', which consists of several mile intervals along with a 1200, 800 and 400. Don't run any of this stuff extremely fast, because you're still recovering. But do run fast enough to be beat up even more.
5) Hit the track again Tuesday evening for the MCRR track meet. Now run much slower than you should (and slower than mostly everyone else), but still go through the motions of the mile, 100, 400, 5000 and the shot put. Become still more beat up.
6) Tuesday night, set your alarm for 4am in order to get up and run yet again the next morning.
7) When the Wednesday alarm does sound, wander around the house, trying to wake up. Be sure to check Facebook, email, etc. Drink a little tea. Take your good old time.
8) Get out the door at 5:45am, thinking it will still be dark. Notice that the sky is already getting light, and the clouds are fall-like. It's only about 50 degrees here in mid-August. Couldn't be better.
9) Run on the trails at Heritage Farm. Since it's fairly light with the sun rising, don't observe any meteors.
And that's how!
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