
The ability to gauge distances while running is inversely proportional to how many beers you had the night before.
While on vacation I thought I would break in my new shoes with a run along the beach. Well I had just gotten there the night before and I really didn’t have any idea where I was, but we were on the beach and the land was flat…so I set off. Well it was pretty hot and I was without my normal equipment (no watch or MP3 player…see the post about the gadget gods for more info on that), but it was a straight shot in one direction. So I ran and took in the sights of morning on Panama City Beach. It was kind of tough going, but I blamed that on the heat and lack of music (I’m going to need to start an MP3 player collection or something)…there was also the wind (can’t forget that).
But I ran on feeling good about working off some of those calories I was going to build up on vacation. Well I run pretty often, so after what felt about the half way point of my normal 5 miles I decided to turn around. On my way back to the house I played that little game that everyone does in an unfamiliar area…”is my turn around that corner…maybe that corner.” Finally I got back to the house sweating a good bit with the feeling of accomplishment. We packed up for the beach (a work out itself) and later that day I thought I would clock the distance that I ran with the car.
3.9 miles! That can’t be right. It felt like a lot more than that. Maybe it was the lack of music that threw me off…It couldn’t have been the beers I had the night before…had to be the music.
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