I lured Carrie to my house with the promise of Ward making us scones and having coffee ready when we arrived...and it worked. Carrie met me at my house and in a few short moments we were off. I had planned for Carrie and I to run a route in the more rural sections of Gardiner and Richmond, away from our beloved rail trail, mostly to add variety to our running and maybe a little challenge or two. However, less than a mile into the run, the deer flies were eating us alive (even after a pause to apply insect repellent) so we aborted the plan and just ran down to the rail trail. It was going to be an out and back, but we knew the route (very well) with the addition of running from my house and back to it - which did mean adding in some hills.
Here's some of the highlights:
- it was humid, the air quite thick
- we saw lots of runners, some whom we've never seen before, which was quite nice to see
- I had (lots) of tummy issues and visited the port-a-potties 2 times and hid behind some bushes another time
- I had great company
- we walked a hill that actually hurt to walk up the hill, there was no way were were running it!
- we looked smoking hot in our Tommie Copper shorts
|yummy scones, just wish my belly let me enjoy them|
I on the other hand, could barely move. My stomach was not cooperating or accepting any food I gave it, so I opted for an ice bath in Izzy's pool (which used to be a sandbox) and then had a relaxing day with my little girl.
|this is what happens when Ward's gone|
|and I'm left to using the tripod|
|it took me 3 takes, but finally I got to sit in the ice bath an enjoy|
(well, as much as one could possibly enjoy an ice bath)
I had some (well, okay, a lot) of serious doubts about me running this marathon in October if I struggled so much with this one. But those were passing doubts. I'm back on the positive bus and I'm ready for more tough runs. So much that I'm revamping my plan. It's never too late to change things up, right?