Saturday marked the final run of the week. I got up early expecting it to be a warm San Diego morning but found as I stepped out the door to be overcast and somewhat chilly. I headed out toward the strand; I was not so inspired to find someplace else to run this weekend, it was if I was forcing myself to run this morning.
Mile 2 I hit the Bay Shore Bike trail and traversed the salt ponds on my right and open marsh/bush land on my left. It was still early so I didn’t see anyone else out; I watched the ducks foraging for breakfast as I ran, more ducks than normal for some reason.
At about mile 3.5 I noticed that I had dropped my Saucony Speed Run Visor; I was carrying it on a loop on my side so I had it when the sun decided to come out. I had to have dropped it on the Bay Shore bike trail because I still had it at mile 2, I remember moving it out of the way to get a sip of water.
I though about running back but I had a 10 mile goal this morning and figured I was only two miles from my turn around point, so I’d pick it up on my way back. It was beautiful out this morning and my body and legs finely gave up feeling lethargic at mile four; I even started thinking about bumping my mileage to 13 but decided later not to because I need to get back to continue construction on the walk in closet [Happy Wife, Happy Life].
The trail started waking up; riders on their bikes started zipping past me so I had to limit my daydreams and take care. Bike riders in this area tend to be both rude and reckless. I was still the only runner out. Almost every time I run at this hour I pass this older Filipino lady riding a Schwinn three wheel bike. She has that ‘It’s so wonderful to be alive this morning’ look and I’m always happy to see her. She always greets me with a huge smile and a warm ‘Good Morning!’ as she slowly peddles her way done the path.
The gray broke and the sun popped out at mile 5, I ran out another .10 before turning around and heading back. By mile six I was wishing I had run back for my visor because the sun was brutal in this area. It was not only sun blessing me with its warm sunbeams, it’s rays were also bouncing off the water onto me as well.
I finely saw runners, only about five or so but seems they were finally out. I’m able to tell now the beginner and the experienced runners which is sort of new for me. Mile 6.5 I stated looking out for my visor. At about mile 7.3 I saw a lady on a beach cruiser peddle by and I could have sworn my visor was hanging for her handle bars but she was long past me before it registered in my brain.
By mile 9 I knew that my visor was gone; I can’t understand way someone would pick up a visor that has salt marks all over it, I had been using it all week and it was not the cleanest looking thing. Are people really that cheap? Oh well there goes $20.00 down the drain; should have run back for it in the first place.
When I got home my run completed at 10.20 miles / 16.4 k. I was still upset about loosing my visor, more I think, because my wife bought it as a gift for me.
So the week running roll up looks pretty good. My goal has been to run 25 miles a week but not less then 20. Even though I’m not really training for anything I want to maintain what I’ve built.