Location: Centerville Road
Weather: Sun, Hail, Snow, Rain
People I saw: One guy, walking a dog
Weight: So, so fat.
Notes: Started off this run with a small piece of Mom’s homemade bread. Everything was relatively easy through mile five. Some hills, but nothing too hard.
It’s notable to mention that, as I made my way close to Helltown, I stopped to take a picture of a the Centerville Cemetery. As I did so, I happened to notice how many accumulated miles I had on my watch…6.66. Uh…weird.
As I climbed out of purgatory, things became interesting. I ran into all manner of weather at this point. Rain. Wind. Fog. Thunder and lightening. Hail. Lots of hail. I’d started off this run a little warm, but things had gotten chilly from about mile 7 and on.
From the point where the road turns to gravel and dirt, I did not see one soul on the road. It was peaceful. But after I ran into Nimshew Road, I turned right, instead of left, which would have led me to the Skyway (and eventually, to my cousin Sherron’s house.)
My phone rang, just as I was starting to really get cold. My dad was trying to find me. Between the two of us, we determined that I’d gone off course. He told me that he was going to pick me up and I didn’t complain. When he finally arrived, the car was a welcome sight.
All told, I ran 13.1 miles, climbing for 2,497 feet. This was a tough one.