Hooky Friday

I missed writing yesterday's run!  My first day skipped since I started.  Sniff, sniff.  I guess I was tired.  I went up to my mother's and ran 6.12 miles in 32 degrees.  I did almost the same route as last time.  The first hill seemed harder.  I loved the run, though.  I love looking at all of the beautiful homes.  Lots of new construction, but the older ones are more my style.  I love the charm.  Yes, I admit it.  I have actually ducked into Open Houses while out running.  I would try my best to go unnoticed, but I'm usually sweaty, out of breath, and oozing adrenalin.  As the Princess or the Pauper would say (Can you tell I have three daughters?), "A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."  I digress.  Back to my run.   One house's garage was completely in ruins from Hurricane Sandy.  I was surprised that it had not been cleaned up after all this time.  It looked very dangerous.  I watched "Infested" on Animal Planet last night, so I can only imagine what is living beneath all that debris (shudder).

I took my time and finished at 53:43, an 8:46 pace.

Halfway up first hill.  Objects may appear flatter than they actually are.

Poor garage.

Last year I wore my watch (regular sports watch, no Garmin) during every run.  I wound up racing almost all of my practice runs.  Bad idea for marathon training, good idea if I wanted to get injured.  The mileage is more important than timing.  I started running sans watch, except for tempo runs or if I'm on a time constraint (i.e., Grandma's left alone with Baby Girl, both of them watching the clock with bated breath).

Today's 19 degree run was local.  I decided to do a tempo.  Sav was left in charge of the younger three,  another time constraint.  3.91 miles in 30:56.  More importantly, no one was crying when I got back.  Yay!