So.... no.... the Big Hill Run didn't happen today :( Too many family things squeezed that puppy right out of the schedule. The hilly place is about a 20-30 min drive each way and some kids had soccer this morning and we needed to do some paperwork (like, needed) together and my husband had afternoon/evening plans and, well, we didn't get up early enough *that's the lame part*. I would have done it by myself, but it is in a somewhat remote location and I am not entirely sure how safe it is to go to the end of the trail alone. I was planning on having my bicycling family circus accompany me :) But we slacked.
Instead I ran 7 miles next to the bay, which is a 2-minute walk from the front door. It is where I always go *sigh* when I am not running loops inside The Gate *sigh*. It is where I raced the drunken bum. I need some variety. I need some real life running buddies! However, had I run the hilly run I would not know first-hand about the whole diaper-surgical mask thing. Putting a positive twist on it... a learning moment ;-) Need to start checking the tide charts.
I had to pee
And being an older mom of four kids makes that potentially very problematic. Add to the scenario that it's a very exposed trail... and paralleling a major highway and next to Costco and a very popular dog park. It was a little tense here and there, touch and go, no... no... no... whew! no major catastrophe. But close. A diaper would have come in handy.
When I walked in the door after my 6.8 miles (after looking at googlemaps I saw that I had miscalculated... but I am checking my OCD at the door and feeling great about my 6.8-instead-of-7 miles) I was greeted by a man who recoiled and did the p.u. stinky wave thing in front of his face. Yes, I have some vicious pit-stank. It is not like normal b.o., it is like cat pee... or sort of like Nikes that you have worn while running in wet grass. You know you want to run with me now! And I am wondering why I can't find a real life running buddy?
Well, I fixed his wagon... let me tell you! I made a bee-line for the potty... and didn't have time to close the door. Not only do my pits stank, but apparently so does my ...
Nothing like a morning run ;-)