12 miles - nice Michigan morning
I was so screwed up on time from the Thursday night red-eye that I was wide awake at 6:30 EST Saturday morning. I thought the red-eye would be nice because it would get me home 8 hours earlier and I could then work from home Friday, but I forgot that I am unable to sleep on airplanes. Friday was a sleepy haze, but Melissa was tired from her long week, so it all worked out fine. Anyway, back to Saturday, I was really excited for my long run. Melissa proposed a 5k on Sunday (we played golf instead, oh well), so I was not too worried about completing the planned 13 miles. I just wanted to get a 2 hour run in. In a rare mood, I left the house without knowing exactly how far or exactly where I was going to run.
The roads in suburban Detroit are nicely laid out in square miles. 13 mile is almost exactly 1 mile away from 12 mile, amazing. The east west roads are the same. If you stick to these roads, it's pretty hard to run an odd number of miles without stopping and turning around half way between two roads. I started out nice and slow, felt great, and couldn't have been happier with my run. It was really nice running at home and knowing that at the end of the run I would not be in my dreary Oregon apartment. Only 3 weeks until every run starts and stops in Michigan.





