Opted for family time in lieu of the Bobby Doyle race. Time well spent!
Monday - 5+ - Lantern Hill area mixer. Hot and sweaty run, but I got 5 in, with some roads and some trails. Good run!
Tuesday, 3-ish - Wyassup Lake trail run. Cut short by the two sketchy mofos (who I know of) at the boat launch, who were clearly hammered (early afternoon), bathing in the lake with shampoo and generally looking like they'd get up to no good, given the chance. I did a couple of short out and backs on the Narragansett Trail, a short road section, and in between made sure my shit was still secure. I also took a cruise up to High Ledge and ran the uphill/downhill segments, and got my fastest time on the downhill. Hot. Sweaty. Buggy.
Wednesday, 3 - Canonchet Peserve, RI. A rare (these days)Wednesday off meant shuttling the kids to and from the beach, pet to the groomers, etc...I finally got a small window of opportunity this afternoon and hit the Canonchet trails up the road. Great trails, well marked, and as it was still really warm I opted to do a 1.5 mile out, 1.5 mile back run. Had a big buck bound across the trail 50 feet in front of me and that was awesome! What wasn't awesome? Having a huge bug fly straight into my mouth and bury itself in the back of my throat 100 yards from my goddamn truck, Fucker was fluttering while I tried to hack him out, as I'm doubled over and trying not to puke. Finally got some of it out, and washed the rest of it down with water. Gross. I think I could still feel a piece of it lodged back there an hour later. Those bastards all need to die...
Thursday - 0
Friday - 0
Saturday - 10 - Another run to Ms. Taylor Swift's place and back. My chair at the beach club to the rocks at Taylor's is exactly 5 miles, on the nose. So I did the full Taylor run, and negotiated the state beach traffic like a boss! No kids run over! No chafing, either, considering I opted to splash through the low tide sand bar for quite a while. Love the beach, love the run!
Sunday - 0 - Shit to do at the house day. Chainsaws and tractors were involved. I floated the idea of attempting the Anchor Down 12/24 Ultra to the family, and was mocked mercilessly for my idiocy. Guess I'm an Ultra island at this point? How dare I attempt to run at night???
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