Today is Sunday, March 14, 2010, and it is a good day for a run.

Happy Daylight Saving Time. The loss of an hour doesn’t really hit my radar right now, because of the fact that my sleep is pretty unreliable anyway. That’s how it goes when there’s an eight-month-old in the room. Fortunately Sunday is my sleep-in day, so I got extra sleep time, regardless of what the clock said when I got up.

It was such a beautiful day today; easily the nicest day of the year so far. The sun was shining, and the temperature was right around fifty degrees. There was a little bit of wind, but it was a spring wind, so it seemed pleasant anyway. At least it did until I was running in to it.

Sixteen miles today. I haven’t run sixteen since last year when I was marathon training, so I was a little nervous about it, but fairly confident in my training thus far. Last year, sixteen was the first run I did that I ever bonked on. Probably because I was able to run up to and including fifteen without needing much in the way of hydration or fueling, so I didn’t have any kind of plan together for that. Because of my experience then, I was prepared today; I drove over to our friend’s house that happens to be on my course and dropped off a bottle of water and three bananas. And I had a hand-held bottle of Gatorade to take along with me. Then I drove back to my start line, about five miles away.

The temperature was perfect; I wore just a regular shorts and t-shirt and was very comfortable in that. It was funny to compare as I went along, because there were a ton of people out there today, taking advantage of the nice weather and extra sunlight. I saw more bikers, runners, walkers, etc. than I have in months, and the spectrum of clothes I saw ran from shorts and t-shirts, like me, to tights and jackets and hats and gloves. I suppose it’s all relative, but I couldn’t imagine wearing more than I was already, and when I was running with the wind, it even occurred to me I could have easily gone with just a running singlet instead.

The run itself went alright, I wasn’t feeling as fresh as I might have liked to, but I have no complaints, and I certainly didn’t bonk. I had two of the three bananas, all of the Gatorade, and some of the water on the way, in addition to having a salt packet halfway through. My legs felt pretty fatigued, but not the bodily exhaustion I had last time. The highlights of my run came a little over halfway, in the arboretum; I saw a big wild tom turkey, which is actually pretty common in the arboretum, because there are quite a few of them in there, I suspect, and they’re none too afraid of people, either. The other highlight was after I got passed by a guy going pretty fast; usually it’s a little demoralizing to get passed, but there were so many people out today, I got passed by a few. I always console myself with the idea that they’re probably not running anywhere near the distance I am, but it’s not a race, so no big deal anyway. But then about a mile later, I saw the same guy. (I knew it was him, because I recognized his shirt which had “how’s my running? Call [some number, which looked like a valid local number in this area code] which gave me a chuckle – I kinda wanted to call it.) He was walking back my direction, and when he saw me, he gave me a big smile and said “How’s it going, man?” and I said, “not bad, yourself?” to which he replied “all right” and I said “Great day for a run!” He said “You know it!” Little exchanges like that with fellow runners always make my day.

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