Thursday, May 23, 2013

Three Things Thursday: Lost in my own city

The Boulders in Carefree

This is home, but where am I?
The first half of the week I was in some workshops for work. Not only was I attending – but I lead one of the 3 days. They were in a pretty swanky resort hotel on the complete opposite side of town.  During rush hour it would have taken me well over an hour to get there.  Annoying.  Fortunately, I was able to stay at the resort.  That is, I used 3 towels to shower, wore a shower cap, and lounged around in a fuzzy robe.  (Totally kidding, if I wore one of those robes, I’d probably either get pregnant or herpies or both.)

The downside was that I really don’t know my way around that part of town. So, since I wanted to do a 7 or 8 mile run, I just asked the front desk where a good spot was to go.  “blah blah, run around the mountain, blah, about 8 or so miles”.  GREAT! I thought! So, I set out with some water and the thought of around an hour of running.  BLARG.  It wasn’t even the distance that was annoying, it was the fact that I was 30 minutes late to the very first day.  Oops.

The frustrating part was that it was a big loop, and I could tell at 5 miles that there was no way that I was half way done.  It was honestly a good run at around 7:20 pace – a lot of that uphill too!

Swing low, sweet chariots
Because I packed in such a hurry, I forgot one of the most important things that you can forget while traveling: underwear.  I guess there isn’t a huge story here, just that I have to go burn some clothes now.

Seriously, when did I get old?? Well first, let me back up....

The best thing about shuttle service to my room is that I didn’t have to feel bad about drinking enough for 4 people a little too much. I certainly wasn’t college frat boy drunk (read: no groping myself streaking) but I had my fair share of wine.  I didn’t think anything of it until I got up the next morning and thought that my head weighed about 19 pounds.  What happened!? I’m normally used to my little humming bird metabolism burning away any left over booze, but it seems like it is failing me.  I guess I’m going to have to either keep running to keep it high or not drink so much bwhahahaahaha.  Sorry, that last one is just so funny.


Sue's Ramblings said...

Can I say "welcome home"?!?! LOL! Any pics from the run? Elevation? I usually do an out-and-back if I'm in a new city...just so I don't get lost and having to tack on an additional 2km or be late.

CheapRunnerMike said...

I hate when I forget to pack underwear, I usually have to resort to wearing my wife's panties, ERR I mean going commando or the dreaded "smell test".

Gracie said...

I usually hate running from hotel rooms - they are often on major roads or in an ugly area. But I'd rather that than a treadmill.

HalfCrazed Runner said...

Forgetting undies, no problem. Now forgetting a toothbrush, that sends me in a panic! Hate wine headaches - will avoid at all cost!