I had every reason to skip my workouts this weekend. Yesterday, I travelled to Greenville, SC with Mia, my Dad and Melissa to visit Jenny and Chuck. We left pretty much first thing in the morning and I let Jenn get a run in before we left. Melissa and I had tentatively planned to run while we were in Greenville, but the temperature was to flirt with 100 degrees and it would be the hottest part of the day when we would have had time to run – nap time. Plus, Chuck had said he wanted to get a round of disc golf in with me and after not playing for several months, I was looking forward to that.
We ended up going to play the game of disc golf since it was so hot. It was a lot of fun and I shot 12 over and Chuck (semi-professional if you ask me) shot 6 under. Now you may say 12 over is really bad, but I haven’t thrown a disc in 3 months and even then I usually was happy with bogey golf, or 18 over playing 18 holes. So I was pleased with a 12 over score, especially since this is rated an “intermediate-advanced level course” and a “difficult par 54″ on the PDGA website. We played at Century Park Disc Golf Course in Greer, SC. I greatly enjoyed the course and would recommend it to anyone in the area.
Mia and I didn’t get back home until about 7:00, just in time to see Sadie before she went to bed. We couldn’t get Mia to sleep until a little after 9:oo as she was wound up from the busy day. I was too tired after all of that to do anything but sit and watch some TV.
Jenn had to work 12 hours on Sunday, so she went to bed early. I stayed up just a little bit and watched some of Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon, as aired on PBS a few months ago. I decided that I would wake up early enough to get a run in before Jenn had to leave for work at 6:00. This meant I had to wake up at 4:45 at the latest to do that. I wanted to run 6 miles and knew that I would need at least 1:15 to get ready and run that distance. So I went to bed.
I woke up at about 4:50 and threw on clothes, stretched, went to the bathroom and leashed up Althea. We told Diego goodbye and we headed out. I decided that since there was not much traffic at 5:00 on Sunday morning that we would run down the normally busy road that has no sidewalks (seriously, come on Town of Fort Mill, get with the program and put sidewalks and bike lanes in!) and run through the town. It seems that the majority of cars that are out this early on Sundays are police officers. At least I could wave one down if I had a problem!
We turned around at about 5:30 because I knew I had to be back by 6:00 so Jenn could leave for work. This cut the distance to 5 miles, but it still felt great and around mile 4 I felt the “runner’s high” but it didn’t last very long. Those of you that have run a good bit probably know what I am talking about. It is kind of a fuzzy feeling, but I like the feeling and I take it as my body’s way of saying, “thanks for all the exercise, now I can live a little longer!”
Here are the stats as recorded by the Forerunner GPS.
Now I get to enjoy my Father’s Day with my two girls. I only wish that I didn’t have to work tomorrow and that Jenn could spend the day with us too. Oh well, not everything is perfect, but it is close.