Is It Summer Already?!

Saturday's run was at Bartlett Park. The original plan was for two laps, but that was revised before I made it half way through the first. It was hot and humid, without even a slight breeze. I did great for the first few miles and then steadily declined from there. My energy just disappeared. What started as a run ended up a hike. They say that there is no such thing as a bad run...but I have to wonder sometimes.



Sunday's run was mostly on the blacktop. I carried two hand-helds of H2O and a flask of gel. I figured that if I ran out of water, I could stop at a gas station and purchase more. The weather was the same as Saturday, the only difference being that I didn't have the comfort of the woods to shade out the sun.

I started the run without direction as to where I wanted to go. After a few miles, I found myself in a farmer's field off of Hwy 14. I did not feel like running back the way I came, so I went to the far end of the field to search for a way out to the highway. The woods were very thick and, I am quite sure, full of poison ivy and ugly spiders. I followed the woodline south, hoping for a passage out. Finally, I gave up and crashed through the woods and finding the highway. My shoes were full of burrs, stickers, and mud. I made my south on Hwy 14, toward Old Brownsville Rd. My plan was to refuel at the gas station but, of course, decided to keep moving since I had (what I thought) plenty of water left.

Needless to say, I ran out of water a short time later. Fuck. It was so damn humid and I was sweating like a pig at the butcher (pigs really don't sweat...but you get the picture). Not a damn store in sight. Quail Ridge Gold Course was in my current direction and I knew that they had water coolers on the course. I made it there still coherent and refilled both bottles. The golf course is only a couple of miles from my house, so I figured I would survive to run another day.



Yesterday's run was on the treadmill...boring, but I know exactly where the water fountain is!