It’s been twelve hours since I ran this morning, and I’m finally getting around to writing about it. I had a bunch of stuff I wanted to get done today, including a whole lot of cooking. I spent much of today and yesterday cooking up two brand new recipes and I can’t wait to write about them. One is a buffalo chili and one is a sweet potato curry stew, and my freezer is now stocked to the max. If the apocalypse hits, at least I’ll be well-fed. And I’m not sharing. Should’ve cooked your own stockpile. Not my fault you didn’t.
The only unusual thing about this morning’s run is that I ran to the beach. I’ve been to this beach before, but I don’t think I’ve ever run to it. Maybe I did once? I can’t remember. Well, if I have, I haven’t in a while.
My initial plan was to do an easy 6-mile loop. Taking advantage of the fact that I had today off from work and the luxury of time on my side, I decided to head in a different direction a few miles in. I was already heading north, and instead of making a left and continuing on my loop, I decided to keep heading north until I couldn’t go any more north unless I wanted to swim to Connecticut.
I knew this would mean a run slightly longer than 6 miles, but I felt good so I went for it. Once again, I’m trying to focus on my form rather than pace. I actually thought I was going slower than I did two days ago when I did a run twice this distance, but I wound up going a hair faster. I think the lack of hills helped.
It turned out to be just about 3.5 miles to get to the beach’s main building, so 7 miles in total. Good to know. If I want to do a relatively flat 7 miler AND see a body of water, this is the route to do.
I usually don’t like to stop mid-run – even at intersections, I just run up the sidewalk until I can cross – but I made an exception today to snap a few beachy pics.
I usually prefer loops to out-and-backs, but it was nice to do something a little different. Different road, different scenery. I like changing it up every now and then. It does something good to my brain, probably involving the firing of neurons.
It’s nice to live in a place where I have a lot of route options. Of course, I won’t be living here for long, so I won’t be able to enjoy this forever. Although once I move, I WILL be able to enjoy a not-two-hour commute, which will be… good.
I walked the dogs a couple times today, and we saw our friend Pepper both times. This is Pepper.
Pepper is nice.
It’s back to the grind tomorrow and looks like it’ll be around 50 degrees in the morning, so I think I’m going to brave it and wear a tank top. It’s been too long since my armpits felt the wind.