So I decided to be all clever and run a different route last night. Which route, you ask? Well, I decided to change into running regalia at work and head out on Rte. 2 (Solomons Island Rd.) toward Edgewater. You see, it's a convenient 4.4 miles from my office over the South River Bridge and back (with lots of lovely hills along the way, including the bridge, which I can only describe as a nightmare for rollerbladers), so I thought this would be a great way to get my Thursday run in.
WRONG.
The first quarter mile from my office includes a major intersection and an overpass (Aris T. Allen Blvd. which is a minor highway), and there is NO shoulder room. Slightly terrifying, to say the least. After I made it through that alive, (almost spraining an ankle after deciding that chancing the grass was better than chancing traffic), the run to the bridge was pretty decent. However, I definitely am not a fan of running in the shoulder/bike lane of a 6-lane road, ergo, I will probably never make that run ever again. (Which is a shame, because it was great as far as the hills, etc.)
Anyway, I made it safely back to my car, stretched a little, and toyed with the idea of hitting the gym for some weights. Recalling the intensity of my workouts the rest of the week, though, I wisely decided that I should leave my day at running, go home, eat Cheerios, and go to bed. Which I did. =D
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