Only 3 of the Trail Nerds group showed up for the trail run last night. (It is a holiday week, after all). It was just me, Kyle and a newby named Bill. Bill has never run on trails before, and decided to try night trailrunning, first! Cool! Bill had started running back in May of this year, and is a very ambitious runner. He had just ran a half-marathon in October, and in 7 weeks will run in my race, the Psycho WyCo Run Toto Run 50-K Trail Run.
We started the first 5-mile loop slowly. Usually, we run the 2nd loop at a 90-seconds-per-mile faster pace. Bill decided to run the second loop with us, but may have bit off a little more than he could chew, so he was running a little slower on that loop. He did fine, had fun, and finished feeling ok. The only problem with running slower than normal: the park closes at 8:00 PM, and we got back to our cars at 7:55.
When we got to the front gate (at 8:01 PM), a Park Policeman was a little over-zealous. He had already locked the front gate. He used the opportunity to bitch me out for a while. I asked him if it was he who had folded my outside rear-view mirrors flush to my car (while it had been parked), and he said, "it would be a good way to make a point, wouldn't it?" He didn't admit to it, and I don't really think he would take the time to do that, but he kind of pissed me off. I chilled-out quickly, and apologized for being 1-minute late, and left the park.
The after-run hot soak felt even better, last night!
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