Thursdays has been a running day for a long time. So when I got word of an emergency meeting (re: work), I didn't fret too long. I couldn't run tonight. I had to work, after that, it was off to my son's orchestra practice. My only choice: simply run to the meeting.
My husband said it was a "hair brain" idea.
Hmph.
So did my son.
Double hmph.
I stuffed my glasses, a pen and some paper, plus my phone into my belt, glad that I came up with such a good idea. : ) Out the door, I began my run uphill, a pretty tough climb. Afterwards I ran downhill toward Insterstate 5 (even stopped in to see my youngest and husband at preschool). After crossing over the river, I ran the road that runs between the interstate and the railroad tracks -- the car dealership ghost town. And then the run got pretty tough -- tough as in, the road was not runner friendly. The sidewalk ended and cars raced by at high speeds as I ran on an uneven gravel portion closer to the tracks.
I made it to the district office with twenty minutes to spare. Plenty of time to stretch, drink and rinse off my face before heading on in. I don't really care if people think I'm crazy. There was one guy a the meeting who congratulated me. He saw me running by the car dealers as he drove in.
I decided not to take the same route home. My plan, hop onto the bike trail and run it on into Doheny beach (I don't call it the "bike trail" usually. I call it the "river walk," because it's a paved trail that runs up above San Juan Creek, which is sometimes a river. Absolutely no one else calls it the "river walk," though. I get laughs in fact when I call it that).
I made it to the district office with twenty minutes to spare. Plenty of time to stretch, drink and rinse off my face before heading on in. I don't really care if people think I'm crazy. There was one guy a the meeting who congratulated me. He saw me running by the car dealers as he drove in.
I decided not to take the same route home. My plan, hop onto the bike trail and run it on into Doheny beach (I don't call it the "bike trail" usually. I call it the "river walk," because it's a paved trail that runs up above San Juan Creek, which is sometimes a river. Absolutely no one else calls it the "river walk," though. I get laughs in fact when I call it that).
I guzzled down at the water fountain in a park that overlooks the creek, then headed toward the ocean. But it turned out that the bridge that crosses the river (creek) was closed. I headed back into San Juan Capistrano, and ran a much longer route home. I got to pass my boy's elementary school and finally climbed back toward home as I passed my son's preschool.
I arrived home rather tired, but HAPPY. Happy for no pain in the hip!
Miles logged this morning: 9.15
I arrived home rather tired, but HAPPY. Happy for no pain in the hip!
Miles logged this morning: 9.15
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