Thanks for all the encouragement on my upcoming move to St. Louis. One of the hardest parts of this process was giving notice at my current job. I woke up the next morning and texted a friend “I just had a nightmare I quit my job.”
So instead of just posting about my long run of the week, I’m going to jump on the weekly workout round-up wagon to hopefully find my lost motivation. Plus, this way I can see what I actually do during the week, rather than what I *think* I do.
Monday – hot yoga (65 min hatha)
Tuesday – 2.5 mile early morning run
Wednesday – 1.75 mile walk after work
Thursday – nothing
Friday – 2.5 mile early morning run
Saturday – hot yoga (65 min hatha)
Sunday – 11 mile run (with some hiking thrown in)
Well, okay. That wasn’t as bad as I thought. In another attempt to mix things up, I tried a new to me trail. My original thought was to run around the Mercer Slough. I got a late start but as it was the only day I could sleep in, I decided the heat I would deal with would be worth the extra sleep. It was even a later start than I anticipated but finally I parked and set off. I went from a paved trail to gravel to a wooden bridge and back to a paved trail.
I was following the blue trail signs (which were very helpful).
I got to a crossroads and rather than loop completely around the slough, I decided to head in another direction to help me get in all my requisite miles without looping around the slough twice.
Little did I know this was going to turn into a hike!
I continued on the trail up and down hills for a little while (mostly walking) before realizing that this could potentially be a very bad idea if I slipped and fell so I turned around.
I needed to find another 2 miles and followed a side path, which would turn out to be a very long uphill. Of course the good news was that it turned into a very long downhill! Woot! For whatever reason, the downhill didn’t seem nearly as long as the uphill. Go figure! 🙂
It was definitely getting hot out by this time. But fortunately I was back in the more shaded part of the trail.
I probably walked a good deal of the last mile. The gravel was bothering me. This was by far not my fastest outing. But the more important thing is I got 11 miles in!