I had the week off from work and while I would have loved to just get away somewhere, I had a bunch of obligations at home, so I could only get away for just one night. But, one night in Bar Harbor, ME, was a great getaway. This was the view from downtown, near where I was staying:
The problem with vacation is that it suggests *relaxing*… and when I started to do that, it was hard to imagine running. I realized I was just so tired! I napped, ate, napped, ate, and finished up my time there with this delicious view at lunchtime before I had to head back home. Pretty nice. Relaxation? CHECK. Mileage? NO check. Oh well. I got back to it when I got home.
So, curiously, Janet’s aggressive training plan (that she downloaded from Runners World) only listed 3 runs for the week – each of them 6 miles. Nothing long. Sounded pretty good to me! But, next weekend calls for a 16 miler and I just can’t imagine going from 13 last Sunday to only 18 for this whole week, with such a long run only a week away.
I think Janet couldn’t believe it, either, because she ran 13 miles yesterday and then ran a 5k today (today was the Couch to 5k finale for the group she’s been coaching!)
I am eating my words because it was not long ago when Janet thought the training plan didn’t have enough mileage during one of the weeks and I told her that I thought Runners World probably knew what there were doing with marathon prep plans and we should trust their custom plan. But, as I said, I thought the mileage seemed light this week, even accounting for recovery time in between long runs. And since Janet already banked the 13 miler yesterday, I felt the pressure to keep up. (I am so weak under her spell…)
So, today, I managed 11.5 – just enough to feel pushed but stopping just short of anything hurting too much. I tried some new routes today, including this scene by a golf course:
And then I ventured into the legendary “trails” near my house. Everybody who knows Brunswick and knows where my house is, says “you’ve got to try the trails!” Well, those trails, as far as I have been able to tell are a myth. Everyone talks about them and everyone talks about a different entry point, and each entry point sounds so obvious. But, do you think I can find them? NO. It’s like Narnia. There’s a magic “wardrobe” out there that leads to the trails and only the believers can see it. So, being crafty and practical, I decided to try and enter the trail system from the opposite side. With 7 miles behind me, I entered the Town Commons via a parking lot. The most direct route on the map should have gotten me home in about 2 miles:
Pretty creepy in there. The trails themselves are beautiful, but most are unmarked and they just loop around. Since I don’t have any sense of direction, I had a chance to “inspect’ many of the trails, and therefore pulled off several extra miles. And, by the way, I did exit the trail into a neighborhood, but not *my* neighborhood – some other neighborhood that was an absolute maze of its own.
I think I’m going to stick to roads with signs for the rest of my runs and God bless the “believers” who love the trail system.