Sunday 8am training run (7 miles) on the C&O Canal. Easy math (starting at mile marker 1), soft sandy surface, shade, flat, and a handy suburban mom running my pace (a languid 8:10 after being up till 2am) what more can you ask for. Haven't gone that far in 5 years.I felt good enough to race home and watch the Tour de France with a friend (Contador cast as the young prince ascending the Alps, Lance the magnanimous king-maker). Finish off the day going sailing on the Chesapeake...and that's how you live the Georgetown lifestyle! Monday is back to reality, which isn't so bad either.
Blog goes literal: Busted out the old Boy Scout First Aid Kit (BSA motto: be prepared). Who knew you could get a blister BETWEEN your toes from their rubbing together?
Blog goes literal: Busted out the old Boy Scout First Aid Kit (BSA motto: be prepared). Who knew you could get a blister BETWEEN your toes from their rubbing together?
No comments:
Post a Comment