Yesterday I ran my long trail run by myself due to the buddy's schedule conflict. It was perfect running weather - overcast, cool, and semi-rainy. I didn't mind spending hours by myself, especially since I could take my time and focus on form on the single track around the city.
A side note: everyone in the city seems to be suffering from allergies (and everything in the city is COVERED in pollen), but Dave and I *knock on wood* aren't bothered. Maybe living with lots of hairy animals helps.
The only bad part about the run was that I got lost. There is a trail system in a nearby park that I recently discovered, and I haven't yet figured it all out. There was a trail duathalon last weekend, and the markers for the race were still posted, so I decided to follow them. Around and around, up and down, I ran and stumbled for ages. Each path started looking the same after a while. Long story short, I found my way out but a two and a half hour run turned into three hours. So much for that future in Boy Scouting.
Doing my strength training workouts in the afternoon, separately from the runs, has been working great for me. I no longer have the "I'll be late for work" excuse, and they fight the mid-afternoon blahs.
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I was just about to say "don't talk about poor Dave that way" then realized you were probably referring to the more 4-legged variety of "furry friends" :-)
Just what a mom needs to hear... lost in Richmond. Arghh!
Gotta remember, whatever happens, if you didn't out run the bad guys, you would definitely would out-distance them.
love you.
You have a great outlook to just see it that a 2.5 hour run turned into a 3 hour run.
Keep up your good work with your training plan.
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