Almost 5.5 Miles to the Foothills ... Almost
Nonetheless, that didn't happen. I was up at around 5-something, checked e-mail and went back to bed. Regardless of how many races I've ever done, I'm not a morning person.
When my watch showed 6 a.m., I thought to myself that I wasn't going to feel good about heading into Saturday's half marathon in Central Park in New York City unless I got in another run this morning.
By 6:20 a.m., I was out in front of the Marriott Courtyard here in Pasadena, California on N. Fair Oaks Avenue heading north towards the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains.
I hadn't tried going north for a couple of reasons. One, I was told that some of the neighborhoods weren't exactly River Oaks or even suburban America and the other was -- it was uphill! Imagine half of the incline of the Elysian Street bridge going on for 2.25 miles and all of it beyond that. Therefore, I figured it was better to apply the old adage, "What goes up must come back down."
Granted, the neighborhood wasn't one that I would be walking in a suit flashing O.J.'s Rolex watch (I guess it is Ron Goldman's father's now), but it wasn't the worst barrio in the greater Los Angeles area either.
The temperatures were cool! :) Gotta love that. And it was something that I hadn't run in for awhile so the combination of that and going uphill got me about 6 minutes into the run.
I ran 2.74 miles north on N. Fair Oaks Ave. into Altadena, going all the way to Ventura Ave. just past the Mountain View Cemetary and its fresh cut grass. When I got to that intersection and saw what it would take to make it all the way to the foothills, I decided that it would have to wait for another morning. But I will be back.
The 2.74 miles up N. Fair Oaks Ave. took me 28:36.22 - a 10:26 pace. I tried to let it out - as much as my body will allow it - coming down. That is, until traffic slowed me down a little bit.
On the way back down to Walnut Ave., just south of Interstate 210, the 2.73 miles was done in 25:29.85 - for a pace of 9:20 per. I'd guess that the first two miles were probably closer to 9 minutes per, as I slowed down some towards the end. It is probably the first that I've gone that fast for that long in a little while; however, it felt good.
As I said, I'll be back for another challenge another day.
1 Comments:
I remember that night. I think that was my first ever (and hopefully last) attempt at running hurdles. I'm sure everyone who watched was impressed with how I jumped those hurdes - and landed, too.
I'm looking forward to the article.
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