The Hill

First run in a few days. My husband wanted an easy run, an hour or less; we headed west into a cacophony of frustrated dogs.

There is an Ottawa Street here, and we ran to the end of it. After about 2 miles, it became a dirt road. After about 2.5 miles, it became the driveway of a hobby farm.

We'd passed a park shortly before the end of the road; we went into the park and then the road started to go up.

And then I remembered that horrible hill (wall?) that had repulsed me at the end of Shawnee a week or so ago. I'm not sure if that is the worst hill here, but it's got to be in the top five. And this hill was on the end of the road into the park which, after a lung-ripping ascent, turned into a grass trail that crawled up another slope or two (after some point, additional discomfort becomes inconsequential). Eventually (after the longest ten minutes or so ever), we ran out of the park onto a dirt road. A few minutes later, we were staring down Shawnee. It was a pretty nice view.

6.9 miles total, and then I did some pushups and squats and so forth.