I had an interesting experience this morning. I’m in Texas visiting my grandparents; they live in a retirement community just outside of Austin. I was excited to go on some runs out here as I always love running in new neighborhoods. It’s warmer in Texas than New York, so I can go back to shorts and tank tops for a bit :).
What I didn’t think about is my grandparents live in the type of neighborhood where every house looks like the house next to it. As soon as I started to run, I felt like I was standing still. All the streets and all the houses look the same, so even though I was passing by countless homes and running down various streets, I felt like I was running in place! It was a really odd feeling that made my 4 mile run (which should be a breeze at this point in my marathon training) drag on.
It also seemed odd to me that I was the only runner on the road. I’m used to running in Brooklyn where I can’t even keep track of the amount of runners I pass, even at 7 in the morning. It was actually a little peaceful.
I’ll have to figure out a different plan of attack for my 7-miler on Thursday so that I don’t feel like running on an outdoor treadmill, but maybe I’ll try running without music for my Friday 4-miler on the peaceful Texas roads.
Have you ever felt like you were running no where fast?