For the rest of the week, I did little (OK, no) running, outside of a Wednesday night hoops game. But after the rigors of a long day of work, and an even longer week of the same, I was raring to go by 5:30 p.m. Friday. Jared mapped us a route that took us past Marathon Sports for a quick pitstop to pick up Gu for the road, before heading over to the river. The loop took us along the Charles River, past George's digs, over to Watertown and by the gym where many of the DFMC runs started and ended. It curved over and around, ultimately culminating on the back side of our little street.
It also looked a lot like a drawing of Copley with her head out the car window, ears flying back in the breeze. Hence the naming of the new route...During our 11.5-mile runfest, I had a chance to try my (borrowed) Garmin, the 205 version. While I think the "actual pace running right now" feature is a bit wonky, overall, I think it was definitely accurate--the whole satellite in space thing, monkeys and all, probably had something to do with that. The best part was being able to tell (exactly!) the distance we'd traveled along the way. No questions about when to Gu, or take a quick break. No chance of accidentally shorting ourselves on distance, then being disappointed when we mapped it later. Unfortunately, this was also the worst part--as those middle miles that feel achingly slow only seem slower when you're checking your mileage with every tenth traveled.
The last mile, a cruising, loping one, had both my beloved and I marveling over how nice it was to at last have gotten in a good, solid run, and how nice it was to be done with it so early in the weekend. The air was heavy with the smell of recent rain and moist earth, and the drawing evening made for a cool temperature--perfect for longer miles.
Home at last, we made a quick dinner, and fell into bed within an hour and a half. The next morning's sleep-in has never felt so good, or so deserved.
One week to Covered Bridges!
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