This morning I woke up and did what a lot of runners do...look at the weather channel app to see the weather. Looks like it was raining and it looks like anytime this morning was a great morning for my long run. So I rolled over and went back to sleep for a bit. I'm not an early morning workout person. I wish I was but I like my sleep. It the thing that I hate about summer running...you have to get out to run early or face death.
So I headed out the door at 8 am to get my long run in. I headed to the library to run the route that I ran last week. I now know where everyone runs...the neighborhood around the library. I didn't get the all if the miles in that I was hoping to but I had two more miles than last weekend. So I'm ok with my run. My run was so slow. I wish I was a fast runner. I need more miles under my feet for those long runs not to really suck. But I'll take two more miles than last week.
A bit sweaty, but considering it is the beginning of August I can't complain that it was low 70's at the end of my run.
While I was running different neighborhoods I am suddenly overtaken by a yummy smell. Could it be bacon? Yep definitely bacon. When that smell is drifting out to the road you should offer sweaty runners samples. A few streets down I start to smell cake or muffins. I'm not sure if this neighborhood is where all of the cooks and bakers live or if they were having a cook-off later but it was making me want to stop and have some breakfast.
If I keep running this neighborhood maybe they will start to invite me over for breakfast. I guess that could be my motivation...make friends with the bacon and cake people. I could start saying hi and asking if the have had any good bacon lately. That way I can find out the bacon lovers of the neighborhood.
Next up find out where's the bacon!