We encouraged our runners to wear maroon in support of the big Aggie game - here's a shot of some of the halfers (lots of people headed home right after they finished to get to their tailgate parties):
Six miles and done! Amy is even holding a stuffed mascot for Texas A&M - it's a collie dog named Reveille.
While did our 6 miles, the full group was out there doing 15 - three loops of 5 miles. There was a lot more traffic than usual that morning due to the game - you would not believe how many people came into our town for it. During their last loop, Julia and Phillip had a very scary incident with a college-age driver who fell asleep at the wheel, drifted into the oncoming lane of traffic, and nearly hit them! They both jumped out of the way - thankfully, they were alert to their surroundings and realized what was happening in time. Very, very frightening, and now we are rethinking our routes, especially on game days. As a runner, you can do everything "right" but still get hurt. Thankfully, that didn't happen on Saturday, but it was too close for comfort.
We're in Florida this week, and haven't run at all, although we hope to - maybe tomorrow, if our legs aren't too tired from walking around all day at Harry Potter World today. One thing that I love about being a runner, though, is that distance doesn't scare me anymore. For example, there are a bunch of restaurants and shops - all touristy places - close to our hotel. On Monday, I decided to walk over and check everything out. I put on my running shoes, and my Garmin, just out of curiosity, and set off. I roamed around, looked at everything, stopped at Subway to bring a sandwich back to the hotel for lunch, and returned. The Garmin readout was 1.78 miles. No big deal...now. Once upon a time, though? That distance might as well have been one hundred miles - no way would I have considered walking it. It's important to me that I take the time to remember where I was just a few years ago, because I have come a long way, both literally and figuratively, and I don't want to forget that, or the hard work I put into getting here.
We'll be missing our 8 mile long run this Saturday; I'm looking at it as an opportunity to give my legs/ankles/feet some extra days to repair and heal, as my muscles and joints are letting me know that I have been putting in some decent miles on them. We are halfway through our training, so this is probably a good time for a bit of a break. So a low-mileage week, but I'm OK with that.