Twenty-three miles! Today's long run went down Sunset to Lake Merced, around the lake to Fort Funston, down to the beach for a few short steps then back up the Great Highway to Golden Gate Park. We then took a meandering route through the park and back to the Windmill, where the group ahead of us stood to cheer us on to the finish line. It took six and three-quarter hours to complete the run—we started at around 8:30 am and finished at 3:45 pm. Whew! That was a long day. My legs were very tired and sore by the time I was done, but otherwise I felt good. And hungry! Fortunately, our intrepid water volunteers also provided us with jelly beans and pretzels along the last few miles of our run to keep us fueled to the end.
Last week's ten-mile run, which I forgot to write about, was one of our most scenic yet. We ran up the Great Highway to Point Lobos, along Camino Del Mar through the woods, along Baker Beach, through Sea Cliff and the Presidio to the Golden Gate Bridge and back. It was a beautiful trip, but not an easy one, with lots of hills and and running on sand.
And it was also the day of the Goo Disaster. I'd had one goo packet left over after the previous run and just left it in my pack all week. Unbeknownst to me, the packet sprung a leak somewhere along the way, which I didn't notice until I was on the bus on the way to the run. Sticky sugar goop all over everything. And, to make matters worse, I thought I'd thrown away the leaky packet, but around mile five I discovered that I'd thrown away the wrong one, and the leaky packet was still in my pack, oozing goo all over my tee-shirt and my jacket. Finally got rid of the leaky packet, washed out my pack, and went on my way, but by that time, of course, I was already a sticky gooey mess. So it was the day I ran to the Golden Gate Bridge, covered in sugar.