After completing the Runner’s World running streak on Independence Day, I took July 5th off. We were visiting my husband’s family at a resort on Lake LBJ for the holiday weekend, we’d spent all day in the sun, and I was tired. I intended to run a couple of miles this morning–I even went as far as organizing my stuff for an easy exit–but I slept in (not sure how that’s possible when eight of us were sharing a house, but there it was) and then, remembering that I hate running in the morning, I decided to go to the pool with my kid instead.
After lunch, the dog and I drove home (well, she’s a slacker and just sat in the back seat…) and around 5:30 I headed to the Brushy Creek trail, hoping to put in six miles. Because it was on the warm side, I decided to park at the Sports Park because it’s kind of in the middle, and I could go a few miles each direction, stopping at the car (I had a small cooler in the trunk) for ice as I headed the other way. The trail has a number of water/restroom stops, but I prefer icewater unless I’m desperate.
For the first leg, I headed under the bridge and out to Brushy Creek Lake, past the sprinkler park and over the dam. I turned around at the far side of the dam and headed back to the Sports Park for more ice.
From the Sports Park to the YMCA it’s about 2.5 miles of pretty shady trail, so after I refilled my water bottle, I headed the other direction. I was slow, and there was walking, but I made it out and back for a grand total of 6.65 miles. I think that’s the longest I’ve run since the Cleveland Half back in May. Certainly the furthest I’ve gone in 95* temperatures!
I drink a lot of this lime water on an average day, but ice-cold after a long, hot run? Aaaaaaamazing. I drank a second bottle with the Vietnamese food I picked up on the way home. 🙂