11 miles for a running adventure
It's the day after Christmas and its Tuesday. Christmas just isn't the same after my mother passed away. I make it the best that I can. I always cook the meals she would cook and make her homemade pound cake. This is the day that I have phone conversations with family and friends that I haven't talk to in a while. My Christmas is quiet. The day after, I need to run. We had a very snowy, sleet, icy, christmas in Boston.
Last night the snow stopped, the sun came out and it was just slushy and icy. This morning, it wasn't so bad. I saw on the news that it was going to be 23 degrees at 6am then getting colder the rest of the morning. Ugh.
To add a little spice and adventure to the a.m. run I decided to go on a running T adventure. I've done this a couple of times when I have a break from school and I'm not in a hurry. Since this is the last week of the year, I thought why not. I ran to Maverick T station and hopped on the T. Where ever I decided to get off is where my running adventure will start. No plans, no direction, I was just going to run.
Going into the city, the T was packed. People have to still go to work. I got off at government center, since I hadn't been there in a while and I ran towards the Charles River.
Interesting to note on this running adventure the sidewalks that were shoveled and the ones that were not. Running through the higher end neighborhoods of the city, the sidewalks were not as icy as the neighborhoods with less financial means...Not shocked.
I ran passed Liberty Hotel, ran through Beacon Hill, crossed over to the Charles River Esplanade, ran across to Cambridge, MIT, Kendall square, north end, and back to government center.
I was going at a steady, slow pace( not trying to slip and fall), and I was taking in the quiet of the city and the smells of crisp air, weed, baked bread, cigarette smoke, ocean, ice, and car fuel, when I realized that I accidentally ran 11 miles.
Not sure if I can say accidentally when I really didn't have a plan on miles. My normal max is always 10 miles. See what happens when you go on a running adventure.
Who knew that running 11 miles would make me feel great.