You see, I happen to be in charge of our club's April fun run, "The Beer Run," and last year - to help set it apart from the other beer runs popping up - I asked P.D., also our club's maps guru, to map out a nice, challenging, hilly route for the 10K. He did, and ever since I have felt the heat of that decision. Mostly, it's tongue in cheek ... I think. You see, I get teased a bit, because I don't actually RUN this fun run. Some may feel that ordering up hills and then not running them is something akin to ordering up a round of Jaegermeister shots for everyone and then not partaking yourself (not that I've ever done that). However, I am in charge of "hosting," and I take that responsibility seriously. I feel it is important for someone to stay behind at the bar while everyone runs. After all, someone needs to
And, anyway, for the most part, the folks who participate in the fun run like the challenge of the few hills (...eight...) that we have. The ones who don't like the hills probably don't come. (Maybe that is why our numbers went down from last year to this year? Food for thought, I guess.)
In any case, I can't help but wonder if P.D. didn't think this was a fun opportunity for me to put my money where my mouth was.... i.e., run some hills, since every spring I keep proclaiming how great they are.
So, it was a tough run. Aside from the hills, I was way overdressed. Leaving the house, it was 40 degrees and rainy. Arriving for the run, the sun peeked out and it got warmer. Suddenly, the thermal shirt, jacket, and insulated tights I had chosen seemed like a really poor choice. Ah well. I survived, had my coffee, and all was good.
In fact, generally, I thought the run went really well. That said, though, I am happy that this week is the last big push week until taper. I am ready to
By the way, a race report for the relay is still coming. A relay is such a long event that for me (who writes too much anyway) to write something concise is proving to be a challenge. It's coming, though!