I settled into a slow rhythmic jog right away and I managed to keep pretty close to the same speed for the entire 3 miles, or about 40 minutes.
And, this time I didn’t include my warm-up walk and stretching in the mileage. I feel like that might be cheating.
It was an awesome afternoon for running the trail. The weather was cool, maybe even in the low 60s. I put jeans and a sweatshirt on T Junior, plus socks and shoes because I promised him we could go to the park afterward.
The sky was low and white with a gray tint. Looking far out in the distance, the air even appeared a bit misty, but it didn’t feel that way. It was pants-and-a-t-shirt weather; the temperature so comfortable you may not even notice weather at all.
T Junior munched on a cheese stick and some Ritz crackers in the jogging stroller, and he greeted walkers, joggers and bike riders no matter how far up ahead of us they were. He talked to me most of the way, too, and he discovered the “yates” (lake).
It was on the way back. He sat forward in the BOB, gasped and pointed to Lake Wilderness.
“That’s (breath) the (breath) lake.”
“Yep (breath). The (breath) lake (breath) has (breath) water.”
“Yep (breath). Water.”
“Yates? Yates? Yates? Hi! (Another mom was pushing her child about 30 feet ahead of us.) Yates? Yates? Yates?”
Maybe one of these days we’ll run to the yates.
Well done – what a great time for your 3 miles. You're doing so well. And yep, that's me post run on my blog…not so pretty :)! Not sure where the tomato face is – maybe it's the lighting!!
Thanks, Mel. I have to admit, I'm sorta proud of myself for sticking with it. Now, if I make it through the cold season, then I'll really be proud.