It was about time for naps for the kids at this point, so we tried to figure out how to get the two youngsters down. My sister was going to take her son, my nephew, out of a jog in the stroller and she decided to take my daughter with her to put them both to sleep. While she did this, I went for a run of my own.
I headed out the way we came into the campground, up the gravel road and decided to just do an out and back. Spend 25 minutes running out, turn around and run back in. I figured 45 minutes to an hour would be a good solid run and kind of wake my body up a bit.
The weather was a bit warm and pretty humid, so after about a mile I lost my shirt and worked on my tan. This was a mistake. About 10 minutes later the horseflies started swarming me and I was miserable. However, I wanted to make sure I got my training in, so I bore down and kept running. The way out wasn't too bad since I was running into a headwind, keeping most of the flies away. But when it came to the run back, that was another story.
At 25 minutes in, I turned around and headed back to the campsite. I thought, great, now I can just cruise in with a tailwind and make up some good mile splits on the way back. But I was completely wrong. I felt dead legged. Especially when I realized the wind wasn't really all that strong and with my run speed, I was essentially running in a vacuum with no breeze at all. The denseness of the forest air sunk in on me and the humidity made my body pour out sweat. Then came more horseflies.
The rest of the run home I kicked it up a notch. Not because I wanted to push my limits, but because I wanted the run to be over. My legs were dead and I just wanted to be done. On any other day I would have gladly slowed down and just cruised in. But with these flies buzzing around me and searing me with their bites, the slower I went, the more bites I would receive.
I made it back to camp faster back than out, though the back route seemed twice as long with all of the bugs and the stale damp air. I was all too happy to jog straight down to the lake and jump in the water with my running gear on.
Instantly rejuvenated, I was ready to start the rest of the afternoon.
I walked my way back up to the campsite and saw my daughter and nephew were still sleeping so I was able to grab some food and relax with everyone else for a few minutes. It was nice to just sit in the woods and not have anything else on my mind. Something we don't get too much of these days. We're always so on the go and busy thinking of what's next rather than what's going on right now.
And what was going on right now changed pretty quick at the campgrounds...