This run along and in the Pittman Wash has become my staple when we visit family in Henderson. I usually head out on the paved path and then at my turnaround drop down into the wash and run back on the dirt paths. For an urban trail it's pretty darn fun.
Later that day I went for a little bike ride with Michael Reiter (my brother in law) and his childhood friend and Mike had his first cycling accident. Join the club Mike.
I had a bit too much to drink last night and combined with the dry air here and my inability to be pro-active about hydration meant I was a tad DRY as I headed out.
Yesterday my breathing felt pretty effortless but today it was labored. It's also been ages since I have run so the pace felt just as labored.
But the scenery was great.
ASIDE - funny how dry, rocky and barren can look 'great' when you come from Seattle...
Some other folks were out going for a walk or jog on Christmas and it was fun to wave and get a wave back.
When I hit the sand in the wash my back started acting up. :( That has not happened in quite some time but I'll take that over my knee (which was still doing really well) any day.
As I headed back home I glanced at my watch and couldn't believe I was doing sub 8:00. Maybe that is why my breathing was so labored? And you know, it actually felt really good to be able to make myself breath hard instead of always backing off to let my knee survive to the finish.
After way too much breakfast Mike suggested we go for a ride so of course I was up for it.
I took Shelley's ancient MTB down from the garage roof and outside to give it eh quick and dirty tune-up. Luckily the tires were not rotten so I just adjusted the front brake, aired it up and wiped it down. The derailleurs didn't need anything and the bearing were a bit rough but without cone wrenches there was nothing I could do. Done. I felt like I was riding a clown bike but hey, we were not going anywhere very fast.
Mike showed us a nice bike path and then we dropped down to the Pittman Wash path that I had run earlier in the day. Everything was going swimmingly until Mike stopped had an attention lapse and took a tumble. Oops.
After a little bit of drama and a visit from some super nice Henderson paramedics we slowly got rolling again and finished up. Mike's going to be fine and now he has a war story to tell all his friends.
|Time of Day||run - 8:20 AM|
ride - 12:00 PM
|Equipment||run - Brooks Glycerin 11, Garmin Fenix|
ride - Shelley's old GT MTB, Garmin Fenix
|Clothing||run - Brooks 5" Essential Run Short|