When the accomplishment is simply to finish

Today’s long run was one of those runs in which about 10 minutes in, I decide the accomplishment will be to just finish, not achieve a particular pace.

I am down at my family’s place in the Arakansas Ozarks. After the last time I went running here last summer, when days later my aunt spotted a bear on the same road I was running on, I decided to stick close to the house. I just got back from Alaska and all, but I’m still not ready to share a path with a bear. So I decided to do my seven-mile run by repeating the same loop that is just shy of a mile.

On the back end of this loop is a steep hill. It was a fun challenge the first few times around but by about the fifth time, I had to walk at least part of the incline.

Adding to the fun of the hill were two dogs who are not used to people running past their house, so I was considered a threat. Not just the first time around, but every single time I rounded the corner and started up the hill, they stood at the top letting me know they were not happy with my presence. The closer I got they would bark, growl, show their teeth, bark some more, then chase me a little ways. I knew the dogs names so I called them by name in hopes that would put them at ease somewhat. Not sure how at ease they were but they didn’t bite me so I’d call that a successful technique.

My little friends.

My little friends.

There was a nice low-hanging fog that kept things cool when I first started but the sun quickly burned the fog away and the humidity set in. I decided to quit at least four times during the run but ultimately convinced myself to keep going each time. But as soon as I hit my target of seven miles, I rejoiced, then stopped running. I didn’t even have enough in me to make it back to the house running. I walked the remaining distance.

I’m not sure how many times I took walk breaks but I stopped beating myself up over them after about the third one. I’m not sure I would be a distance runner if all of my runs looked like this.

But, my usual runs don’t have views like this:

Fog hanging over the White River.

Fog hanging over the White River.

And, yes. I totally used picture-taking as an excuse to walk a few times 🙂


About travelerontherun

I am a chronic adventurer who loves to see and experience new places. What I really love most is experiencing those places after parking my RV and lacing up my running shoes.
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