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On the run...

I managed to get in a short run last night after work. As badly as I'd liked to have gotten in a trail run, Monday's scheduled precluded that. So I did what I could. 2.5 miles on the treadmill at the fitness center since I couldn't get out to a trail. It isn't easy to get over to the trail. There's a good 12 to 15 minutes of driving there but its worth it to be off the roads. I don't think I'm going to run on the roads. The impact of the pavement is hard on the joints.

I have a vague idea that I'd like to attempt half of the 30 mile run at Cheaha in February. If we volunteer for an aid station, Bev could set up on the half way mark maybe with one of the girls and I could run that far as my goal. The Adam's Gap station is 15 miles. The station we did the first year is about 2.5 to 3 more. That could be doable. I'd still do lots of riding but the running will help shake up my metabolism and possibly improve my weight loss. One thing I'm aware of lately is the mental attitude that goes with running. Right now I am being careful about my intake because I know how important having a low weight will be to my success. I need to get my overall body weight down to a minimum to reduce stress on the legs and joints. Also, it just makes sense to have less mass to carry over those hills. So over these Autumn months, I'll be running often. Besides, I like being on the trail. Autumn is a beautiful time to be in the forest.

Today I didn't get out in the woods again. We had workers at the house putting in carpet and looking at a damaged door. They didn't finish up till around 11am. Too late to get out to the woods because I'd need at least a full hour running and 30 minutes to get there and back. That would leave no time to rest before work. So instead, I'll do another quick run at the fitness center after work. Last night 2.5 miles, tonight I'll have to go a bit further. Or maybe that's not such a great idea since tomorrow is a riding morning. Bev and I will meet Paul and Richmond to do a road ride. So plenty of workout in the next 12 hours.

Next week I'll be at Joe's home. Maybe we won't be hit by flu and we can have a nice visit there. Maybe he has some good trails for running.

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