Road to Nowhere

Time: 100:55
Distance: 14.87
Pace: 6:47

I met up with Holly along Brooks St. for a bit of a long run. I had the day off and was able to run later than normal around 9:30 am. It was good stuff as the temps were creeping up from the 40s into the 70s. I still made a regrettable decision by wearing a light jacket during the run. The top two Pub Run finisher headed over to Scotty D.'s house and picked that fool up.

Our group of three went out on Garbage Loop south of Hwy 9 and past the Norman Police Department firing range. There was no action on the day, unfortunately. We spotted a private gravel road with an abandoned farm house and a collective decision was made to run down it. We had high hopes of the road linking up with the other side of Cedar Lane, but it wasn't meant to be. The road curved back past a pasture of Clydesdale horses which were kinda cool in a Budweiser drinking kind of way. I was quite alert at the time because I was certain some farmer was going to come tearing through a field in his rusty pickup wielding a shotgun from the window. Luckily that didn't happen while we trespassed on the road that eventually just ended in a field of hay.

The return trip back into town was nice as the wind was at our backs, but this is when the jacket became a mistake. We were clipping off some pretty decent miles by this point and since I hadn't intended on running so long I was getting tired. The Scotts and I departed ways at Brooks and Jenkins and that's all she wrote. My splits were:
7:55, 7:18, 6:57, 6:33, 7:28 (picked up Scotty's hobbling ass),
7:02, 7:00, 6:46, 6:55, 6:49,
6:26, 6:12, 6:11, 6:07, 5:13 (partial mile) for 100:55 total.

In the evening we headed up to "breadstick" at McNellie's and set a date for the Blowout $450 Tab Party. That's roughly 100 beers for all to enjoy on Friday, December 12 at 7 pm.

Steady Garbage Loop

Time: 90:03
Distance: 14 miles

I had a rough time getting up this morning after meeting up with Kristi, Skolnick, Spenis, and Saker at The Mont. We had a good time before moving on to Joe's Taverna of which I had never been a patron. I was a big fan of the Coor's drafts that tasted like ammonia or some sort of dishwashing detergent. I actually asked the waitress for the "dishwasher special" and she knew exactly what I was talking about.

I met Scotty just west of campus along Brooks and we headed south on Pickard, Chautauqua and eventually crossed Hwy 9. My legs felt absolutely terrible more so from recording 48 miles in 3 days than anything. Smart move? Probably not. We were able to get the pace clipping along and departed ways around 80 mins. My final 10 minutes were an absolute death march which were not helped by the 90 "anal seconds" I tacked on to hit my goal time. Bruuuuuutaall.

Garbage Loop

Time: 91:42
Distance: 14 miles

I spent the morning drinking coffee at my apartment waiting to run and for the storm to pass. I put a few calls out to Scotty D who was up in T-town for the weekend and got a call back just as I was about to head out the door. I was afraid that he had already gone, but fortunately he slept in. We met up along Jenkings and headed across Hwy 9 to do some dumpster diving. Well... not really, but we did venture down to the banks of the river.

On the way back through campus I gradually started to pick up the pace. I probably ran the last 2-3 miles around 5:50 pace which felt good to turn the legs over a bit.