Here’s the latest from the Brother on the Run – he’s training for a marathon and it’s getting serious. His mileage is increasing and he’s hungry. Really hungry. I know all runners can relate.
I was told that I looked absolutely panicked when the server tried to take the bread plate from the table.
Sitting at the wedding table with my young daughter, I had not had a chance to grab a roll before dinner. The rest of the table thought is hilarious as I could only stare in horror as the bread left the table. I had run 18 miles that morning; I needed some carbs. Thankfully, the server was only taking the platter to refill it. When it returned, I grab two rolls and more butter than any one person needed. Did I mention the running yet?
The sad truth of my weekend was a very long run before a wedding out of state that we almost didn’t make. As sad as it sounds, the need to get my miles in ahead of the upcoming Detroit Marathon put me into a panic on planning this trip. The wedding was out of state, which means a long drive and an unfamiliar environment for running. With a run of 16 to 18 miles planned (required) on Saturday, I had struggled to think of a way to fit everything in. The easiest action would have been to miss the wedding. Stop for a moment and consider how sad this idea is – skipping a wedding to get in a run?
Something in me had to be broken. Miss the wedding for running. That would be the worst excuse ever to miss a wedding. Worst. Ever.
Luckily for me, my wife talked some sense into me and we planned to drive to the wedding on a Friday so I could get my run in on Saturday morning. In the week leading up to the wedding, I started looking online for running path and trails near the event. I finally settled on the Prairie-Duneland trail out of Chesterton, IN. As a part of the Rail-to-Trails movement, the path was paved and 10 miles from end to end with other connecting trails. The trail was well enough maintained and wide enough for both bikers and runners to pass through. There were numerous pavilions and frequent enough restrooms. The biggest issue was crossing roads – many of these interchanges would have high brush that made it hard to note cars and trucks. Thankfully, I missed the train crossing by about two minutes but that had carried a worry going into the back stretch.
The run went well enough except for losing track of the mileage and going out father than I intended. I ended up missing meeting a friend for lunch but was able to get my run accomplished. The wedding was wonderful and thankfully, the infant gave me a convenient excuse to skip dancing and leave early. My legs were shot and there was no way I was staying up to shut down the event. I had a recovery run in the morning to start planning.