I’m a city girl. I run on streets and sidewalks. Even the trails near me are pavement. While in Texas, I had two options for running: run on Beer Geek’s uncle’s property or run on the paved country highway. Dogs and random men in pickup trucks scare me, so I decided to run on the property.
The first day, I decided to run the fence line. My only goals were to not break an ankle or meet up with any critters. I now have a serious appreciation for trail runners. I felt like I spent at least half of my energy just trying not to fall over. And I was just running across some heavily grassed fields, not on rocky or uneven trails. Beer Geek took some pictures while I was running.
Here I am at the far back of the property. Beer Geek had to use the strongest zoom on our camera (I think it’s 12x) to even make me show up, LOL. This particular corner was difficult because I had to try not to step in mole holes. How fun!
I also got to dodge lots of fire ant hills. My garmin “path” looks like I was running drunk.
Trying to pick up the pace on the flat area near the house…All in all, it was a great run. I ran the fence line twice for a total of four miles in 37:49.
On day 2, I didn’t have as much time, so I decided to do a speed workout on their driveway. The driveway was not quite a third of a mile long. I ran out and back 5 times, most of it accompanied by their Weimaraner. He’d run ahead of me and then sit and wait for me, making me feel ridiculously slow, despite the fact that I ran the 3 miles at an 8:30 pace. Beer Geek didn’t take any pictures of me running, but here’s a pic of Shoo walking on the driveway near the house. What you can’t see is the nice hill at the highway end that was, of course, accompanied by a strong headwind.
And the oranges in the pool? Well, aren’t these just beautiful?Well, they taste like a cross between a lemon and a grapefruit. (And everyone had to actually taste them to believe how bad they were.) So, the boys spent HOURS throwing oranges into the pool, fishing them out with a rake, and then throwing them back in. I was so sure I’d be jumping in after one of them that I spent the entire afternoon sitting by the pool without my shoes on. No sense ruining my good shoes when I went in to save a kid. Thankfully, no one fell in and they had a great time.
I haven’t run since we got back and I am SO in need of exercise. And apparently Glaven was channeling my scale in the comments. The poor thing cried when I stepped on it. I didn’t even know it was possible to gain that much weight in four days. Sigh.
7 thoughts on “So, about running in Texas”
a change of routine is always tough. your scale will cooperate again soon 🙂
I think running the fence line sounds like a fun challenge
that scale shall cower soon…it’s hard to refind routine but once you do thou shall kick some ass.
LOL the scale was just upset with you from leaving it behind. It will be back to norm in a couple days 😉
Way to get creative with the routes! I’m sure you’ll have that scale back where you want it in no time.
O, b*tch-slap that scale to show it who’s boss, sister! Or just tell it to “Shhhhh!” like a good librarian. (Then, when it’s not looking … B*TCH-SLAP IT GOOD in the back of its head!)Because you look pretty toned to me in that one close-up picture. Unless Beer Geek photoshopped it or, like, took that picture thru, like, Beer Geek goggles or something.How many Communists did you meet in TX? Other than Beer Geek’s grandma, that is.
‘My garmin “path” looks like I was running drunk’ – LMAO! Better than getting bit by one of those suckers 🙂