Here is the video from the 1/2 mile mark of the 2 mile race I ran last August 9th. At 1:53 in, you see the stroller couple, and at 1:58, me and a fat guy. Now I feel like I am running 100 miles an hour, but in fact, less than 7......The stroller couple and the fat guy were three of the only 8 people I beat in this race. Sad, Sad, Sad.....
Have run 4 days this week and will finish the week tonight with a late run due to the heat. Ran fairly easy runs of an hour on three of those, but on wednesday, I tried to give myself a heat stroke. I had to take the car in for it's 30 day check at one o'clock, and got out of there around 2:30. I decided to go out to geothermal road and run a mile and a half in the hot sand, and then climb up to the top of "A" mountain about 200 yards shy of the old observatory. You can't really run up or down those two hundred yards without some serious fall risks, and lord knows I don't need that. It was 93 and cloudless when I started. I tried to go slow, but it is like running on a hilly beach for the first part.
The gravel road that you see to the right side of the picture winds around the side of the hill and takes you up to the observatory. I got about a quarter mile away to the final rise and started to walk, so I
pussied out used my incredible intellect to turn back and head down. I thought I would recover some going downhill, but it just didn't happen. I got back to flat ground and was sweating profusely and just felt like 20 tons of crap. So I got about a half mile from the car, hit the 4 mile mark, and just walked back. This, bye the way, is what the observatory looks like up close. Not much of a prize, although the views from up there are kinda awesome.
When I got back to the car parked in front of the golf course, an old fellow and his son came out of the clubhouse and gave me a bottle of water. I must have looked pretty unsteady. Here is what they were thinking......
So I got into the car, cranked up the air to max, and drove the mile to the barnes and knobles college bookstore. I first downed three bottles of spring water, and then got back in line and bought a cup of iced coffee and a chicken pesto sandwich. Had a headache the whole ride home and into the evening, and felt a bit nauseous till the next morning. This old, broken, fucked up old body just keeps surprising me with it's limited tolerances as I keep aging. When I do my last run in Zion next month it will just be an easy flat 5 miler from the entrance visiting center to the base of the hike up to scouts lookout. Terrible and Inna girl can do the hike. And I also found a flat 2 1/2 mile out and back new city paved trail in laughlin that takes you from the riverside casino out to the damn and back. Gonna all be easy does it with My older brother "E" for our two weeks in September...
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I remember living in Canyon that Glenn and I would come to Ohio and run 40 seconds a mile faster on our training runs because it was so much cooler and lower elevation. Probably worse for you since you're OLD. So you could probably run a minute faster.
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