So on Saturday morning (Halloween morning) I set out for an 8 mile run. My plan? To run from my house to the starting point of the Monday night OPRC runs, do the OPRC route, and then head home.
Except I got lost.
Imagine, it's Halloween. A lone woman is running through a deserted town. She's looking left and right as if she's searching for something. And then, she comes across this:
Okay, not really. I just missed a turn and couldn't quite figure out where I needed to go in order to pick the original route back up. But I knew vaguely where I was. So I just kept going. And I'm glad I did because if I'd run my regular route I'd never have come across that house and their amazing Halloween display. Seriously, the photos do not do it justice.
I mean, you can't even see the zombie Michael Jackson singing and dancing in the little hut in the front yard.
Anyway, it was a good run. And, interestingly enough, I came across this house just after the 10K mark. The 10K mark that came at 58:20. Oh yeah. If I don't get under an hour at this race next Sunday I'm gonna be ticked!
I had a weird pain in the arch of my right foot about mile 5 but it worked itself out. Good thing, too. I had a full day ahead of me and I didn't want to spend it hobbling around. Being Halloween and all, my husband and I went to see Paranormal Activity in the afternoon. I'm not sure my heart was beating that fast during my run!
We also attended a Halloween party later that evening. I seriously thought about going as Kara Goucher but ended up going as a different kind of racer. Jason, as always, was my pit crew:
So, yeah, a great run to start out a great Halloween. How was yours?
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