My alarm went off at 5.30am. I got up, heard a little rain, got dressed and ready to go. Ian also got up and ready and by the time he was ready to go, it was raining a little harder. We climbed back into bed to “discuss our plan”. Numerous suggestions between the two of us and we
finally decided to do 2.5 loops of my Engen route so that I could get my mileage done, he could come home after 16km and if the rain got too heavy we could both come home quickly. The being the decision, I only took enough money for 2 Cokes and my Brand Spanking New camera. (Usually for a long run I take my water bottle and my cell phone).
And off we go … in a slight drizzle
We get to the end of the road (all 700 meters) and HE decides that we might as well go down to the river to see what damage the Friday flash floods had done (This was the original plan that got derailed when we woke up to the rain). This is a very big step for Ian – he always wants to stay near home, just in case ….
The Damage at Bridge #1 – railing knocked off, cables exposed and lots of debris
Another 5km to the prison – to run past, not stop and visit
Bridge # 2 – Flowing well
Police Tape - Curious
This is one of the many reasons I run in sandals
Approaching Bridge # 3
Sand covering the road
Debris caught in railings
Another reason that I run barefoot
We slowly ran the uphill back home where I dumped my rain jacket and sandals. The distance was 17km so Ian stayed at home and I carried on running and running and running. (We watched Forrest Gump yesterday so Run Forrest Run was playing in my head). I told Ian I would carry on for another 5km and so to have a cup of tea ready for me in 35 minutes. However, 1km into my run I changed my mind and decided to run to the Engen garage and buy myself a coke and do an 8km run. So, that’s exactly what I did while thinking to myself “That’s why I run – I get to go places, not just do kilo after kilo after kilo.” I bought my Coke and started on my return journey. I felt a little prickle in my left heel, stopped to check it out and saw blood – never a good sign. I sat down on the side of the road and removed a small shard of glass.
(A very good reason to run with Zambuk in my pouch!)
With the glass out, I could carry on my run, pleased with myself to be doing the mileage and buying some coke to have when I get home. 1km from home, Ian is driving past, looking for me – I’ve been gone almost an hour and my tea was cold!!
I happily finished my 25km, in the rain, with a coke and having seen the Flash Flood damage – all intentions met!!