I'm back...

Camping trip was so much fun. So tiring too. The park had major hills but by the time I thought about running, I had lost the will. We did, however, get plenty of exercise. We did a 15K hike that took 5 hours and featured leg scratching foilage through the trails. We did not encounter a single person. My Garmin was amazing on that trek, able to get signals in the forest. We portaged countless times (no, not with canoe) and transported 24 logs of wood for our camp fire. Then we paddled, probably more than 13K by my total.

The rest of the trip was spent setting up camp, making our yummy meals by our fire and stove, chilling out at our canoe-accessible beach, and sleeping in our sloping tent. Picture above is of R. canoeing out to our camp site in the evening.

Of course, I had no runs. Do I count all the activity I did toward my mileage? I won't. Today, we got back at 4 p.m., and my, desperate to get my mileage up, went for a 16k run (10 miles) in 1:19. It was a tough run, but I loved getting in the run. Something about missing three days of running that gets you raring to go. I will make this a upper 40-mile week, so I will do another 10 miler tomorrow, followed by a 9 miler on Saturday and 19 miles on Sunday.