A beautiful day for a long run. I was expecting high temps, so I was up by six AM, and out the door around seven. The weather was beautiful. 60 degrees!!!!
Fog prevented more pics from being taken.
I do live in the beautiful country, and I ALWAYS appreciate it. Years ago, I would be driving down Interstate 77, through this region, and think how pretty and pastoral it was. Never knew I was destined to live here!
Early miles went by uneventful and with no problems. The Great Dane that is the same height as me was not out. (It’s kind of disconcerting to be eyeball to eyeball with a loose dog..it’s good that he’s friendly).
This was a road run. I had water and Gatorade seeded from the day before. When I hit the turn where I could either run to the Gnadehutten cemetery, I was actually okay on water, and eliminated about 3 miles from the run.
I was having no issues so far in this run. About this time, around 11 miles, which I call the “turn around point” my hamstrings woke up and complained loudly about being subjected to running on roads. In fact, they started to sulk and stiffen up. My 12 minute miles, on hills, were quickly turning into 13 minute miles-on level ground, along the river.
Still, nothing to do but soldier on. I went up my one mile hill, wondering why some folks in cars couldn’t give me but a foot clearance when there were no other vehicles in sight.
I found myself taking pics of the random barns, both deserted and in use on this run. While there were many picturesque views, most didn’t really translate to the camera.
These goats were quite handsome though. Two came running up to their fence as I came through.
Aren’t they cute? I love their beards!
As time wore on, the day warmed up. I was running much of the time in the shade, which I was grateful for. In the last few miles of the run, I switched from podcasts, over to running music, to get me through the last few miles back to home.
Of course, when you are near to home, you know your running route and exactly how far you have to go. My course today dumps me on the State Route that I live on for the last two miles back to home. This includes a 1/2 mile hill, and NO Berm, as you can see below:
Yes, there is supposed to be a white line painted here, but it’s faded. But it’s right on the edge of the blacktop.
When I ran my 6.4 mile loop the other morning, I ran into the milk man. He drives a truck, picking up goat milk from the farmers in the area. The Amish farmers were lugging traditional white milk cans, like these:
out to the truck. I am very intrigued. I am wondering where the goat milk is off to.
Anyways, the truck driver of the goat milk gave me a thumbs up as he passed me on that morning.
And I saw him again, this morning, as I started out. And he gave me a thumbs up again. And he probably has no idea how encouraging, how great, that little gesture made me feel. We connected and he gave me kudoes for what I was doing out there. Just a simple little gesture. That’s all it took, to give me good vibes and mention here on the blog!!!
My hamstrings were killing me. I was starving. I first took a shower, then ate 1/2 a Kashi Veggie Pizza, then drove my course to pick up my water bottles and get ice. The ice bath didn’t really hurt sitting down into it (doesn’t hurt that the temp is 80 degrees out). I also drank down a Recoverite when I returned home.
I also stretched. I need to get back to stretching. I like to stretch, and actually have a 10-15 minute routine of stretching. I’m very flexible, for my age, and a runner. I would like to keep that. It seems like most of the time I’m on a time constraint, but I know I always have ten minutes (hey I get to work 10 or 15 minutes earlier every day, I could use that buffer) to stretch.
Mileage: I’m at 51 miles for the week. Very pleased with that. I’m not sure what I will run tomorrow, as we may go north for a family outing, so playing that by ear. I am feeling a bit more confident about getting some miles in for my next event, which is fast approaching.