Floppo, hate to pile on your lack of ride scenery, but I finally got out to Lake Lagunitas this morning, beautiful out there. Kills me that I've lived 3 miles from there for 3 years and it's the first time I've been out there.
So I was thinking it'd be a nice flat trail around a lake. Instead, I got my first ever hill work in! Decided to walk up the steepest grade right at the beginning before I started running, thinking it'd flatten out when I got up to the first lake. But the first mile, mile and half from there was all up hill, finally turned around and headed back down. It was tough, but I was really pleased that I was able to do it. I then headed out another trail that was a little flatter, just a few rolling ones. Got back and headed down a narrow trail that gave me my first glimpse of trail running, complete with rocks, roots, and precarious footfalls. Interesting how much it changes things when you have to concentrate so much on every step, and also quickly felt it in muscles that don't normally speak up. Came back to the parking lot and had been going 45 minutes, wanted to get to 60 figuring that would at least put me somewhere in the 6 mile neighborhood, so ran down the road a bit and then back. Got back at 55 minutes or so, then decided to tackle the steep hill I walked up at the beginning. That really hurt, and I don't know what my maximum heart rate is but that had to be close. Got up to the top, turned around, and stopped right at 60 minutes, walking back down to cool off.
It felt great! So much better running out there like that than along the concrete trails right near my house, or even the Embarcadero run around the ball park I do during the week. And to tackle some nice hills, and succeed, really felt good. So good, I decided already to sign up for the 12k instead of the 7k, as I'm confident that I can add the distance in the next 5 weeks that I'll need. Of course if I can't walk tomorrow that may change my line of thinking......