To the Beach!

So ever since we got a place here, I have wanted to "run to the beach". It's just at 5 miles, and our full-time tenure here coincided, with few exceptions, my hiatus from training.

Redemption time.

After a relatively slovenly few weeks since our last 5 mile run, we headed out down the island to the beach from the house. It was about 60 so I opted for the (adorable) knickers and a short sleeved top. Tilley chose a simple choker chain.

The run was fairly uneventful and pain-free; our only incident was coming through a neighborhood where a LARGE black dog was at the edge of the yard untethered. Rather than deal with an incident, I picked Tilley up who immediately barked. I said Shut. The. Hell. Up. You. Are. Going. To. Get. Us. Eaten. She obliged, and I went into my super friendly HEY PUPPY PUPPY voice to the dog, who eventually wagged a tail as we scooted by. I returned Tilley to the ground and off we went. Once we arrived at East Beach causeway, Tilley looked up like, oh yeah I totally know where we are yeah this is the road to the beach! She picked up her step and so did I.

Just about when we hit the parking lot John pulled in (our ride home!). We finished the run to the water then doubled back to meet him for a quick walk on the beach.

All in all a good time. My legs are a little tired but not bad...same blister is annoying me despite wearing thick socks. I think a consult at Potomar River Running in DC is in order for a new sock approach altogether.

Tilley is out COLD next to me on the couch, but I bet I will be more sore in the morning :)