|This is the lane leading to my aunt & uncle's farm|
My scheduled long run for the past weekend was 8 miles. Since I was was in Pennsylvania, I couldn't do the long run with the girls, which made me sad. On the other hand, I was excited to run in a different area/state than I normally do and to see where 8 miles landed me. Just a little history, when we visited Pennsylvania last year, Ward and I set out for a quick 4 mile run, and got lost. Our run ended up being closer to 7 miles. Which is fine, but it was a bit scary not knowing when were going to make it back to my aunt and uncle's house. Plus it was HOT!
Anyway, having that experience behind me - I planned for my run very early Saturday morning and to do an out & back run and not turn the run into an adventure. The conditions were perfect - blue skies, slight breeze, and very little humidity.
At the mile 4 turn around, I saw a family friend’s house not too far off. So I ran just a little further and was really hoping they would be around so I could say hi and get some water. I even picked up their newspaper at the end of the driveway and was going to bring it in to them. But nobody answered the door when I knocked. When I looked at my watch and realized it was only 7:40 am, I felt a little bad by knocking on the door so early. I’m hoping I didn’t wake them up!
I didn’t take any water with me or hide any along the route because there is a gas station at mile 5, so I brought along my debit card just in case I wanted a drink. I did stop and get bottled water and it was perfect. I sipped it along the return run and dumped part of it on my head. Which really felt awesome.
What I saw along the route
0 cows – (totally shocked by this because I ran by quite a few farms that have cows, I guess it was too early for them)
1 hunting lodge at the top of the mountain
2 Amish horse-draw buggies
4 killer hills
5 huge trucks transporting manure of some type – after the first one flew by me, I learned quickly to close my eyes and hold my breath – crazy stinky
Tons of corn