
Drove the 3 hours to Roanoke Friday night and stayed at the Extended Stay by the airport. I figured I would run a 10K this weekend in preparation for the RocknRoll half marathon later this month in Va Beach. Of course I signed up for the 1/2 marathon months ago, like 9 months ago and at that time had no intentions of the triathlon I will be doing 6 days later. Last year I finished the 1/2 marathon in 1:56, and prior to that had trained and ran 13 miles a couple times. This year I have yet to run up to 8 miles, so I need to get in gear.
Saturday was just a perfect morning for running, there were about 250 runners for both events a 5 & 10k. The race took place in Salem, I think at Longwood park. The gun went off and here we go, I was feeling pretty good up until it was time for the 5k ers had there turn around. As we approach that, it seemed to me I was the only one who kept going straight. I looked ahead and the next runner was like 200 yards away, so it was time to go to plan P, tuned into Pink Floyd's Run like Hell. And for the next 47.5 seconds plan P had worked to perfection, until I layed my eyes on what seemed to be the longest steepest hill I have set my eyes on. Now my mind is wondering back to my high school algebra class and trying to come up with the formula to the shortest point to get my ass back to my car. In the end I passed more people then passed me (started dead last) and I beat my 10K results 2 weeks ago by 4 minutes.
After the race I headed out to Mount Rogers and that place seemed like it would be a good place for a weekend trip and some Mountain Biking. Total for that Saturday : 13 hours of driving and 450 miles on the round.


