Afterward, I was talking to one of our new members, and she was a little down on herself for walking more than she would have liked. I had to remind her, and also myself, that the conditions we run in would bring a lot of runners to their knees, and the fact that we are gutting it out during these hot months, is testament to our inner grit. So while we may not be having the dream runs that we'd like, we are getting the time in on our legs in order to be strong for our goal race in December. We can only hope that we'll get a cool day for that!
By the way, running through the sprinklers is a square on Runner's Bingo. What is Runner's Bingo, you might be wondering? Well, it's pretty much what it sounds like - we came up with a bunch of things that we've all seen at one time or another during our long runs, and made up an oversized bingo card. Our runners write their name on the squares of anything they see during our Saturday long runs, and at the end of the season, the person with the most bingos will win a small prize.
On this run, I would have gotten three squares (I'm not playing, obviously) - sprinklers, cyclist, and police car. So far no one's gotten a bingo yet, but one of these mornings I'm sure feral hogs will be on the loose (eek!), and that square will be filled.
Monday I met up with Pam and ran with her for the last part of her 13 mile run - we arranged that I would meet her at the entrance to the fancy neighborhood, so Jeff dropped me off at 7:40 am. She came running up a few minutes later, along with her trusty sidekick, Sadie. They stopped for some water (she'd stashed Sadie's bowl and a bottle of water for her, plus I brought a chilled bottle of water for Pam), and then we took off. It was hot - 81 degrees and sunny - but the company was good, and we had a nice run. We even saw three deer! I ended up running 3.25 miles - it was a nice way to start the week. Plus, Sadie was so cute - she'd run a new PDR (personal distance record) with the 13 miles, and when Pam was driving me back to my house, Sadie put her head on my arm, closed her eyes and just let me pet her...sweet tired dog!
Yesterday I ran hills - it was our last official hill workout. And while I won't miss another Tuesday of hearing my alarm go off at 4:30 am and dragging myself out of bed to stand, bleary-eyed, with my running club buddies while we contemplate running (and hill repeats at that), I will miss the company. You always hear, or are a participant in, the most random conversations that early in the morning...yesterday's included Spanish words that sound depressing when spoken by Peggy Hill (King of the Hill, anyone?) - and the only thing funnier than being a part of that conversation was hearing it from a distance...let's just say I think we may have scarred Pam for life. I'm kind of sad those workouts are finished!