We had a very soggy summer. So much rain. It rained all day yesterday and will rain all day today and tomorrow. I would rather live in a dry climate, but not one that has droughts.
Saturday I set out to do 18 miles with some hills thrown in. I mapped out a run right before I left and let DH know where I'd be going. My plan was to run a bit further down this one road I usually turn off of to get in a few extra miles and start at a lower point on one of the gradual uphills. So off I went, decked out in my bright orange shorts, blue and orange shirt, black and pink calf panties, purple shoes, and blue and red visor with hair up in pigtails. So, the usual for me on a long run. I was happily running down this road, got to my usual turn off point, and kept going. I am terrible at estimating distance on a map, so I wasn't sure how far I had to go before making my new turn, but I stopped and looked at the road signs at every intersection and didn't see my turnoff. I kept running, and the neighborhood changed drastically. I thought I should probably turn around and go back and ask someone at the Dunkin Donuts at the last intersection about a half mile back, but then I saw a road sign up ahead that I thought might be my road, but then I noticed that the street I was on had changed names and that I could see city buildings up ahead, and I realized I was now in Paterson.
(If you don't know Paterson, NJ, it used to be a really great city back in the day, but now it is not a nice place.) I saw two ladies standing outside of a liquor store up ahead (it was like 8am) and asked them if Goffle Rd was up ahead or if I missed it. The one lady helpfully told me that I had missed it, it was back by the Dunkin Donuts and I should go back the way I came. I did, and I saw that I had missed the turn because it wasn't marked in the direction I had come from, it basically would have been a hairpin turn and that's not what it had looked like on the map so I didn't know to look for it.
Once I finally got back on track, I just clicked off the miles. I stopped at 7-11 to get water at one point, and a guy asked if I was running the marathon and I said yes (I assume he meant NYC but I didn't feel like explaining that there is more than one
), and he said his friend was training for it too and that his friend had a bit of a belly but he could still run like a chicken.
The rest of the run was uneventful, but I had to change my original plan because it would have been over 20 miles instead of the 18 I had originally planned. I ended up with exactly 19 miles. It was one of the strongest long runs I have had in a long time, even with getting lost and the hills!
When I came to work today I told my friend that lives in Paterson where I accidentally ran on Saturday, and she said that's a part of town she never goes and was never allowed to go growing up, and that there are a lot of hard drug dealers there.
Never gonna miss that turn again!
Sunday was a rest day. Then I got a migraine.
Today I got up to run, but I still had the migraine. So I went back to bed for an hour. I will either bike or run after work depending on the head.