The Good Kind of Hershey

Yesterday was hot, miserable and stuffy. Instead of running, I went to the gym and then hung out with June. After a lunch at Central Market, we popped over to the theater and caught a showing of "The Black Dahlia." It wasn't what I thought it was going to be, but it was good nevertheless. If nothing else, the film keeps you guessing and shocked at some of the truly disturbed characters.

This morning, after a violent thunderstorm that brought a cold front, I decided to join June, Vic and Vic's friend Jo to a nice 10-miler at Terry Hershey Park. I've never run there, only manned a water station. I had a very enjoyable time. The run was completely on asphalt, the weather was cool and I actually had the chance to count live animals (instead of dead ones) as a deterrant during the run. I counted 5 squirrels and three large bunny rabits. The only thing that made me groan was the amount of hills! True, I spent a good deal this summer doing the Kenyan Nights hill training, but that ended two months ago and I've been on flat ground since. My legs are going to be in pain tomorrow, which doesn't usually happen after such a short jaunt. The hills, however, made me realize that I've grown a tad out of running shape since May.

Total miles: 10
Average pace: 13:30
Best mile: 13:04
Worst mile:15:04.
Level of fatigue: high
Most amusing moment: the amusement of Vic, upon the discovery that the front of his shirt had blood stains from the chafing of a certain delicate body part. June and I were slightly disturbed, Vic was amused for he feels that he is now a real runner.

Great run guys!

Cheers!