The morning started off with extremely dense fog. But I went for my long run anyway. I went without sunglasses and I wore my safety vest. That's how bad it was. I had roughly planned out a route that I thought would get me to the 7 miles that I needed.
I ran a trail along a parkway and then hopped off into a neighborhood. The first trail in the neighborhood was near a pond and covered in duck poop. There was so much that I couldn't even dodge it all. I figured I was early enough in my run that it would just fall off as I kept running.
My run started off fast. The first two miles were probably faster than I should have gone but this seems to be my thing lately. No steady paces for me. After that I slowed down quite a bit but still ran a decent pace.
Once I made it through the duck poop I continued on through neighborhood trails. I've run these before but don't do it often enough apparently. At a large intersection I decided to go straight….and then I realized that I had no idea where I was. I kept running but grew increasingly concerned about being lost. Honestly though how lost could I be? I could have just turned around and got back out the same way. I saw another runner so I asked him where I was headed. After he told me I stressed out knowing that if I kept going I was going to end up further from home than I wanted to be. I also saw a fence at the end of the trail and wasn't sure if I was going to be able to get out.
The trail crossed a road and I decided to take the road and try to get back on track. After running a short section I hit an intersection and turned in the direction I thought I needed to head. Then I saw speed bumps…..glorious speed bumps. Who gets excited about speed bumps??? Well that would be me! Because I knew that speed bumps lead to big roads. So I kept on that road wondering what big road I was going to intersect. Unbelievably I ended up on the road that I wanted. I was back to somewhere I knew….and I was much further along than I had expected.
I knew I was going to be half a mile short from my original plan but I decided to go towards home and add that distance at the end.
Throughout my entire run the fog never really lifted. It got lighter outside but I never had much visibility. As I got close to home I decided to run up a hill to a trail to ensure that I got to the distance I needed. This would also allow me to have a little bit of distance to walk home so I could cool down.
By the time I got home I was soaking wet from the fog but I had completed my 7 miles.
As if running 7 miles wasn't enough we decided to go for a bike ride later. First one of the year! The weather was much better. The sun was shining and it had warmed up. Warm enough for shorts! We rode a similar path to what I had run so that I could see where I went wrong on the trails. We also rode all the way to the fence which turned out to be locked….good thing I hadn't run out there. I would have had to jump the fence or turn around. And either way I would have been really annoyed!
We continued our bike tour to some other trails and into another neighborhood where I had previously gotten lost. I think I have a handle on these trails now. Hopefully the next time I'm there I can find them again.
Our ride ended right around 9 miles. Even though I had run in the morning it felt great to get outside again. I love unexpected warm winter weather!