For more than a week, I’ve been toying with the idea of doing long runs on Friday mornings before work. This morning it was time to put that idea to the test.
The upside of doing this was getting the long runs done during the coolest part of the day – even though we seem to be mired in any season other than summer (I wore a sweater to work today as a tribute to winter). It also allows me to get my endurance run out of the way before the weekend, a double benefit because I don’t chew up an entire Saturday morning and I can spend my weekend mornings exploring the Chippewa and Itasca forest trails.
The run started out strong this morning, but about 4 miles into the workout, I realize that I’ve lost some of my endurance base. And while I zipped across the river to Moorhead for a change of scenery, and planned to cross the pedestrian bridge connecting Gooseberry and Lindenwood parks, I found the banks of the Red River swelled above the bridge. The Red, barely above flood stage, made passage impossible, so I turned around and began my trek home on the Moorhead side. And, strange enough, 3 young adults were walking through Gooseberry, apparently having just finished bathing. My guess is they were camping in the woods.
I fell a little short of my 14-mile goal, but still logged just more than a half marathon before breakfast today. One of the things I keep thinking about is my watch, which continues to amaze me. The satellite signal comes in strong, and even linked up this morning while I was standing in my kitchen. And I’ve really come to like the instant feedback on mileage, which should come in extremely handy while running the hills and trails near Walker next week while I’m on vacation.