I got out as soon as possible this morning to do my run before the sun became too hot. Afterwards, I hopped on my bike and rode for about the same distance. I will get in shape.In between, I came across my neighbor, formerly a walker, running. We cooled down together and she wants to bike with me. Cool. Biking long distances is something that should be done with a partner, more things can go wrong.
Aside from once becoming very lost in the Shawagunk Mountains, the only time I really needed help running is when I tripped on a tree root in the woods just minutes from my house. When I am in severe pain, I pass out. When Shanna drove me to the ER, they were more concerned with my low blood pressure than my arm. They assumed I passed out causing me to break my arm. No it was the other way around. The chief resident could not fathom why a middle age woman (assuming I live to108) was running. Was I escaping an abusive spouse?
Before cell phones, I once rode 60 miles to Julian, CA in the mountains and then back the next day. There are long stretches of complete wilderness. Yeah I got a flat tire. I figured I was about 2 miles away from a ranger station. Within a minute of my combination of running/walking with my lame bike, I was rescued by a friendly couple who drove me to a bike shop way far away.
Aside from once becoming very lost in the Shawagunk Mountains, the only time I really needed help running is when I tripped on a tree root in the woods just minutes from my house. When I am in severe pain, I pass out. When Shanna drove me to the ER, they were more concerned with my low blood pressure than my arm. They assumed I passed out causing me to break my arm. No it was the other way around. The chief resident could not fathom why a middle age woman (assuming I live to108) was running. Was I escaping an abusive spouse?
Before cell phones, I once rode 60 miles to Julian, CA in the mountains and then back the next day. There are long stretches of complete wilderness. Yeah I got a flat tire. I figured I was about 2 miles away from a ranger station. Within a minute of my combination of running/walking with my lame bike, I was rescued by a friendly couple who drove me to a bike shop way far away.
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Did you read the article in the NYT last week about the wacky socialite moms who book double workouts at different gyms in Manhattan to stay uber fit? Hmmm...
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