After running 9.3 miles on Sunday I really wasn't looking forward to my run on Tuesday. Usually my long run is on a Saturday so I have an extra day to recover. I suppose that's why they call your next run your "recovery run" though and I decided to just go for it... no matter how slow. Luckily since Chi Running is freaking amazing, I really wasn't as sore as I thought I would be. I was feeling it in my core the most, and that's awesome actually.
So I decided (I realize I say "I decided" a lot in my blog. I need to visit thesaurus.com or something. Sorry.) to take my dog down to Seahurst Park near my house and jog around back and forth down there. I knew the path was only maybe a mile long but it was a gorgeous day, the park is right on the water, and it's just a couple miles from home.
First off, Chi Running with my dog is impossible. I can't look straight ahead because I have to look down at her and make sure she doesn't start wandering in front of me and I trip over her and break my neck. Second, I can't swing my arms like I'm supposed to because I have to hold her leash and pull on it once in a while and say "heel" so she stays with me. She may be fired as my running buddy unless I email my instructor and ask her for tips. We'll have to go on extra walks instead.
So we jogged about a mile and I noticed a trail at the end of the park that went straight up the hill. I didn't know there were trails up there. (In my defense we've only lived in this area a little over a year, and the park was closed for renovations until a few months ago.) I so decided (see, there I go again. Thesaurus, Kim. Thesaurus) to run up the hill and see where it went. It was steeper than I thought so my morning run turned into a hike. It was gorgeous up there. Views of the Puget Sound, huge trees, a creek running through, and super nice people saying good morning. When we got to the top, it ended up in a nice neighborhood, and I took a different, narrower trail back down that weaved around a lot. That's when my Garmin got all stupid again and kept pausing on me on switchbacks like my last trail run. How freaking annoying! I was out there 17 minutes more and a little more than a mile further than it said. So I added that in manually on Strava. Gotta get credit for every single mile, right?
When we reached the park again, we ran back to the car. All in all, a gorgeous active morning, but not a whole ton of running. That was A-Okay with me! (Also I had the gym to look forward to with VK Sista' later in the afternoon.) Here's some photos from my hike....
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| Doesn't this look like something straight out of a fairy tale? |
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| I thought our shadows looked cool |
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| Few from the top |
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| A little bridge over the creek |
