I headed out yesterday around 7:30am for my one hour forty-five minute run. We were having a barbecue at the house in the afternoon and still had a lot of preparations to take care of, so I decided to stay close to home.
I ran to Lakeview Avenue and took that across to Malverne. Instead of heading north, I went south through Lynbrook on Broadway. This was a nice stretch, not too commercial. Eventually, I made it down to East Rockaway Avenue in Hewlett Harbor. The road is pretty narrow on this stretch. There are some pretty homes. I think Pete's childhood buddy lives close by. I made a cautious left on Atlantic Avenue. I knew I had to take Atlantic, but I could have sworn East Rockaway Ave turned into it. I just hoped for the best at this point. I was pretty tired. I hadn't slept well (again) and also didn't eat for the occasion. I seriously need to get carbs back into my life. My bones felt achy and eighty-five year oldy (if you read it in print on my blog, of course it's a word!). I regretted leaving my cell phone at home. What if I get seriously lost and wind up running miles out of my way? Will I be lost forever? How would I get in touch with my family? What will I eat? Where will I sleep? Will a pack of wild wolves take me in as one of their own or will they eat me alive? Oh wait -- are those the train tracks on Sunrise Highway? Yay and phew! Rather than go back through Malverne, I decided to take the path and sidewalk along Sunrise back to my neighborhood. At some point Sunrise and Merrick Road cross. When this happens, there's no sidewalk. Sunrise is a major thoroughfare. It got tricky, but I survived. I made it back to my house in exactly 1:45. I wound up doing twelve miles at an 8:43 pace. Slow going, but considering I was running on empty, I'll take it.