Set the bike up outside today. Nice morning but I have a headache and sitting on the bike inside wasn't looking very attractive. Baking in the sun shouldn't have sounded more attractive but, alas, it did. Nice change of pace, I suppose. This ride for Mr. Carriere who's on me to get out on a long ride with him.
One hour dragging myself around the hilly neighborhood. If yesterday's run was euphoric, today's was painful. Hills and residual soreness don't usually make the best of compatriots. Still, it was nice to be up on a crisp cool morning that required a long sleeve shirt. I explored a new area and got caught with a long downhill halfway through the run. Which wasn't really the problem. The return uphill was.
Nah, I was looking at hedges. Lots of freaking hedges around this neighborhood. Some trimmed, some not. Last weekend my father bought us a hedge trimmer. Well, to be fair, I tricked him into it but that's another story. So I spent a couple hours contracting poison ivy while butchering the living hell out of our hedges. Stepping back to look at the horrendous result I realized that it's not hedge trimmers that kill hedges, it's people that kill hedges. Hopefully I absorbed some hedge trimming wisdom over the course of the run today.
What I did definitely absorb was a sh*t ton of hills. Holy tamole. Up, down, up, down, up, down. I ran back to my mom's old neighborhood and attended every single cul-de-sac trying to find the back road to Lower Roswell. These hills will make me strong.
Lots of fathers packing the minivans and SUVs for some sort of holiday weekend travel extravaganza. I didn't get the memo but the uniform is clearly plaid shorts and tucked in polo shirt. With boat shoes. To be honest I'm loving the trend that boat shoes, Ray-Ban Wayfarer and other 80's standbys are coming back into the mainstream. It's nostalgic and I'm on board with it.
The only goal I was on today was one hour of running. I've got Paul Carriere smacking me around via text and email so it's time to start devoting some time each morning to some run and bike action. At the risk of failing, I'd like to publicly state my desire to do an hour of aerobicness each morning from here until, well, eternity. Hoping to jump start this mutha as we head into some cooler weather. I'm even gawking carbon frames on eBay that I can't afford again. That's a big step!
Always love the morning runs. Starts the day out right. Have a great weekend everybody!
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