Last night walking back from dinner, Tina and I had a talk about how running makes us more responsible. We had seven miles planned for today, so we knew that there was no way we could continue drinking wine and still run. We were in bed by around 11:30 and up around 5:30 to meet Ali in Central Park for a run.
Tina and I ran a mile up to Central Park, and ran 2 miles to the reservoir path, hoping we’d find Ali. We started around the reservoir, and I saw a familiar sweaty girl standing, looking confused on the bridle path.
I know her!
We took off and ran a chatty, sweaty lap with Ali before parting ways. As you may already know if you read her blog, Ali is a speed demon. I’m sure she slowed down a bit to run with us, but I still felt like I was flying running with her.
Any time I’ve run the reservoir before, I’ve always exited closer to Columbus Circle, but exited on the northwest side, and continued running north on the bridle path. After running for about another mile or so (my Garmin died so I’m not really sure), I told Tina I was pretty sure we were at 6-7 and were near Columbus Circle and we could start walking. We walked about two blocks before I saw Central Park West and 100th Street, realized I was completely turned around and we got on the subway.
Will run for bagels.
Tina and I are blogging right now, while Bailey helps.
By helps, I mean naps.