Time seems to effortlessly slip past me these days. Still, though, I managed a 4 mile treadmill run this evening, believe it or not. And, on Sunday, I ran 17.96 miles. And, I cannot forget that every day I take my bestest buddy, Mr. Gypsy for a 1.xx mile walk.
As soon as I get home from work Mr. Gypsy and I go for a walk. Normally, we walk 1.2, 1.3, or 1.4 miles. I don’t push it too hard with Mr. Gypsy because he gets winded easily especially now as it gets warmer. Mr. Gypsy loves our walks together and so do I. After the walk I go for my run or, go to the gym and then for a run.
Tonight, I hit the gym, worked out hard and then decided that an indoor run was the order of the day…it was pretty stormy outside this evening. Before I ran on the treadmill I took off my bikilas and stuck some moleskins to the balls of my feet where I usually develop some hot spots when running. The moleskins definitely helped. I felt a slight burn as I reached the 3 mile mark but it never became an irritation that made me want to stop running. Actually, the only reason I stopped running this evening was because I was so stinking hungry and it was getting so late. By the time I made it home it was 8:45pm.
The 17.96 mile run this past Sunday was really nice. I started the run at the mid-section of the rails to trails and literally ran until the Atlantic Ocean’s waves lapped at my feet. There is nothing like a run to the beach. To be honest, when I reached the beach what I really wanted to do was jump in the ocean and then kick back in the sand drinking a corona light as waves wash over my lower extremities. Duty calls, though. So, I turned around and ran back to the mid-section of the rtt but I made a few detours in order soak in a few more miles. I found some interesting strips of land with really nice looking homes just on the Tybee Island side of the Lazaretto Creek. I’ll definitely run back there again. It was very pretty.
I ran the almost 18 miles in my New Balance Minimus. I think those shoes are just about broken in. My feet were hurting at the end of the run. I’m beginning to think that the problem I have with my feet when running in vff’s and in these new balance mb10’s is not really a fault of the shoes but a fault of my feet. I think I just have whacked out feet. I think maybe my oldest brother was right when he told me many, many, many years ago that I was adopted. According to my oldest brother our parents found me at a zoo in Spain and felt sorry for me because the chimpanzees had rejected me. So, they took me home and brought me up as their child. That really does explain a lot! I think my brother was right! My feet were designed for swinging from tree branch to tree branch, not running. Still, though, I shall run! If bigfoot can run then, so can I!
- run log
- Sunday’s 17.96 mile mapped run
- total miles on grey bikilas: 258.96
- total real miles for 2012: 510.18
- total treadmill miles for 2012: 51.49
Thank you so much for stopping by.
I have a 50k run in a couple of weeks and the Cremator next month. I have a lot of training to do!
I listened to music as I ran the treadmill.
I wish you and yours the very best.
Take care and God bless.
peace and chimpanzees,