Long Run for Independence Day

Waking up at 5:30 in the morning to go for a run is not how most people begin a National Holiday. Add a little rain, some long hills, and the knowledge that there will be discomfort and the thought of running becomes even more absurd. But as runners, this is our curse, our drive, and our life. This morning, my neighbor and I set out on a rainy 14-miler before enjoying the rest of the day’s festivities. We ran a 9-mile loop with some good hills, stopped at home long enough to collect the dog, and then the three of us ran five miles through the town park. Because of the rain my son stayed at home today. Besides, he had an important job of taste testing the waffles my wife made for breakfast. He did a good job too, because they tasted great!