Part of Alan's running adventure classified as Running
Now I’m getting a little worried. I’ve overlaid the training schedule I used in November/December to plan for the March 12 Valley of the Sun Half Marathon, and today’s run should have been 10 miles. I am forgetting I’ve only done double digits 3 times prior, one of them the Rock and Roll Half Marathon.
There is was, looming, a big 10 on my calendar.
We’re spending a 3 day weekend here at our cabin in Strawberry, so 10 miles cannot be done without some hills. I plotted to run west on Fossil Creek Road. I knew it was 3.5 miles to a point I had done back in October, so I just needed to go 1.5 mile more.
It’s February here, and it should be winter, but boy was it warm (70s?). I started out okay, knowing it was not a great pace, but accounting for the altitude difference. At about 2.75 miles is a sharp rise up a hill, a gravel road. It was slow but steady. Once crested, it felt pretty good. I passed the point I had run before, and kept going. The road started dropping a bit, and then a lot. I was using my pace to guess turn around point was about at 57 minutes, just past the turn to the Fossil Creek trail head.
Wow, it was stepp going up. Even slower and steadier. Plodding. It was again nice to crest that rise, and I was treated to seeing 3 small whitetal deer skamper across the road. I cruised down the hill, back towards the place where Fossil Creek Road pavement ends.
I was really feel gassed out. I felt like I could have run/walked the last 2.5 miles, but really could not see how it would help much. I ended up calling home for a ride.
I’m really kicking myself for coming up short, and trying to look at the 7.5 miles I did.
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