DC has wonderful running venues that often present wonderful sights.
There are open vistas, water, monuments and great cloud cover sometimes.
It's a runner-friendly place, where the cars mostly look out for you and some of the bicyclists actually call out when they're passing you.
The weather hardly ever prevents you from running, although this past winter was a challenge.
Showing posts with label Roosevelt Island. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roosevelt Island. Show all posts
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
Six Miles
A new person joined our Walk-To-Run (WTR) training group last weekend, a runner intending to run in her first half marathon in June. The group itself was doing four miles, as usual, at a three-minute walking two-minute running pace. It is a sedentary pace and takes about 65 minutes to complete the distance.
Allie (not her real name), however, has a three mile base currently and although she's got a long way to go to get ready for a 13-mile race, she is more advanced than the other runners in the group. The head coach assigned her the task of going six miles that day at the 3/2 ratio as her long distance.
Allie had been training, however, at a 2/3 ratio (two minutes walking/three minutes running) and furthermore, she didn't know where to go to gain an extra two miles (we were going two miles out along the trail before our turnaround, not three miles). So I offered to take her out the six miles at the 2/3 pace, since the larger group had two other coaches for five students.
It was a pleasant outing. Allie is originally from North Africa and very interesting. Her father was a diplomat and they lived in Mexico for many years and although her English is excellent, she laughingly explained that some people think she's Mexican, not African, when they encounter her foreign name, view her dusky features and hear her slight accent.
We toiled northwards up the Mount Vernon Trail from the Lady Bird Johnson Park to the Roosevelt Island footbridge, exactly two miles. There we traversed around Roosevelt Island on its dirt footpaths and wooden walkways through its long marshland to pick up the extra two miles Allie needed for her training. Although there were some people perambulating about on Roosevelt Island, that part of our run was as usual on the island quiet, remote and pastoral.
Once we had circled the island and crossed the footbridge, we headed south back to our origination point. I was secretly disappointed that we didn't catch up with the main group despite doing two extra miles because we were running for a longer time than them each five minute segment plus we were going faster, as Allie has a pace that is closer to my swifter pace than anyone else in the WTR group. We arrived back at the park at about 68 minutes, a few minutes behind the other runners.
It was a beautiful morning and a delightful run. And as always when I finish a good run early on Saturday morning, the weekend stretched out ahead of me.
Allie (not her real name), however, has a three mile base currently and although she's got a long way to go to get ready for a 13-mile race, she is more advanced than the other runners in the group. The head coach assigned her the task of going six miles that day at the 3/2 ratio as her long distance.
Allie had been training, however, at a 2/3 ratio (two minutes walking/three minutes running) and furthermore, she didn't know where to go to gain an extra two miles (we were going two miles out along the trail before our turnaround, not three miles). So I offered to take her out the six miles at the 2/3 pace, since the larger group had two other coaches for five students.
It was a pleasant outing. Allie is originally from North Africa and very interesting. Her father was a diplomat and they lived in Mexico for many years and although her English is excellent, she laughingly explained that some people think she's Mexican, not African, when they encounter her foreign name, view her dusky features and hear her slight accent.
We toiled northwards up the Mount Vernon Trail from the Lady Bird Johnson Park to the Roosevelt Island footbridge, exactly two miles. There we traversed around Roosevelt Island on its dirt footpaths and wooden walkways through its long marshland to pick up the extra two miles Allie needed for her training. Although there were some people perambulating about on Roosevelt Island, that part of our run was as usual on the island quiet, remote and pastoral.
Once we had circled the island and crossed the footbridge, we headed south back to our origination point. I was secretly disappointed that we didn't catch up with the main group despite doing two extra miles because we were running for a longer time than them each five minute segment plus we were going faster, as Allie has a pace that is closer to my swifter pace than anyone else in the WTR group. We arrived back at the park at about 68 minutes, a few minutes behind the other runners.
It was a beautiful morning and a delightful run. And as always when I finish a good run early on Saturday morning, the weekend stretched out ahead of me.
Monday, April 14, 2008
A Quick Trip to Lousiville
I
made a quick trip to Lousiville, Colorado, that is. That's a bedroom community for Boulder. I have a court case that is winding down in Denver, and I was there on Thursday and Friday for it. I stayed in Louisville, where I used to live when I was a State Patrolman. (Left: Harper's Lake in Louisville is especially pretty early in the morning.)
The last time I was in Colorado I got quoted by the Boulder paper. My viewpoint is that it's never a good thing to see your nam
e in the paper. I was on damage control when I got quoted. (Right: There's a nice view of the Boulder Flatirons from atop Davidson Mesa. Photo credit P.)
My trip to Colorado gave me a chance to run with my friend P again on Davidson Mesa outside of Boulder. We had a nice hour-long run on Friday morning of six miles in the mile-high air. It's beautiful scenery out there.
(Left: There were still a few Cherry Blossoms left on Saturday at the FDR Memorial.) And then it was back to the real world. I flew into Dulles on a Friday evening flight and got home at 2 am on Saturday morning, in plenty of time to make my 9 am Saturday run of six miles with the 10K Training Group. (Right: Roosevelt Island in the Potomac is especially pretty in the morning.)
made a quick trip to Lousiville, Colorado, that is. That's a bedroom community for Boulder. I have a court case that is winding down in Denver, and I was there on Thursday and Friday for it. I stayed in Louisville, where I used to live when I was a State Patrolman. (Left: Harper's Lake in Louisville is especially pretty early in the morning.)The last time I was in Colorado I got quoted by the Boulder paper. My viewpoint is that it's never a good thing to see your nam
e in the paper. I was on damage control when I got quoted. (Right: There's a nice view of the Boulder Flatirons from atop Davidson Mesa. Photo credit P.)My trip to Colorado gave me a chance to run with my friend P again on Davidson Mesa outside of Boulder. We had a nice hour-long run on Friday morning of six miles in the mile-high air. It's beautiful scenery out there.

(Left: There were still a few Cherry Blossoms left on Saturday at the FDR Memorial.) And then it was back to the real world. I flew into Dulles on a Friday evening flight and got home at 2 am on Saturday morning, in plenty of time to make my 9 am Saturday run of six miles with the 10K Training Group. (Right: Roosevelt Island in the Potomac is especially pretty in the morning.)
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