Last night, we came down to the beach, and so I got up about daybreak to run my long training day. I wanted to run seven miles. My quads were still a little sore from my hard workout Thursday evening, but I was looking forward to seeing the surf from points along the run.
I planned two out and backs – four miles round trip into Back Bay National Wildlife Refuge and then back to the condo for a water stop, and then three miles round trip up Sand Fiddler Road with the ocean just yards away. I ended up doing it as planned, but what was not planned was the weather – fog as thick as pea soup. Running south into a stiff breeze was uncomfortable in the 50 degree temperatures, and coated my glasses in moisture. It is pretty bad when I can see better without my glasses than with them.
I used my new watch to run with a 4.25 minute interval and then walk 2.5 minutes. I reversed this for the second part of the run, and my legs were really tired. I was soaked from running into the windblown fog after about a mile, and worried about my cell phone and camera. As is my habit, I brought the camera along to take pictures, but the fog was too thick for any great pictures. So back at the condo after 4 miles, I drank Gator Aid and left the camera and phone behind for the final three mile portion.
I never could see the ocean, although I could hear the surf roaring. That was nice, but all in all, I was glad to be done with this seven miler and get some hot tea and a hot shower.
I planned two out and backs – four miles round trip into Back Bay National Wildlife Refuge and then back to the condo for a water stop, and then three miles round trip up Sand Fiddler Road with the ocean just yards away. I ended up doing it as planned, but what was not planned was the weather – fog as thick as pea soup. Running south into a stiff breeze was uncomfortable in the 50 degree temperatures, and coated my glasses in moisture. It is pretty bad when I can see better without my glasses than with them.
I used my new watch to run with a 4.25 minute interval and then walk 2.5 minutes. I reversed this for the second part of the run, and my legs were really tired. I was soaked from running into the windblown fog after about a mile, and worried about my cell phone and camera. As is my habit, I brought the camera along to take pictures, but the fog was too thick for any great pictures. So back at the condo after 4 miles, I drank Gator Aid and left the camera and phone behind for the final three mile portion.
I never could see the ocean, although I could hear the surf roaring. That was nice, but all in all, I was glad to be done with this seven miler and get some hot tea and a hot shower.
Along the way, I think I ran into the Easter Bunny, getting ready for his big day tomorrow.
2 comments:
Hi Art.....I always think of November and fogs, that is when we get them. It does look a little drear but there is always something a bit mystical about foggy days. I am not sure if I like that Easter bunny or not....they are still eating some of the plants in my garden!!lol
Have a good Easter.....
Hope your Easter was good, Cheryl. Bunnies love gardens!
Fog always feels a little mysterious.
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