Day 44 June 19, 2011 Trois Rivieres to Yamaska 52km
19 Jun
What do I think about while I run?
Paul doesn’t sleep. Seriously, he’s awake when I go to bed and he’s awake when I get up in the morning. When I wake up he’s either cooking breakfast or studying his surgery book. I’m pretty sure he’s a robot.
I decided again to run straight through with no breaks. I felt pretty good this morning and Mike ran the first 20km with me. It was hot out again and really sunny so I had to run with sunglasses, which I don’t usually like to do, but my face was getting tired of continuously squinting.
Someone asked what I think about while I run. I guess it depends on what part of the run I’m at. Often I don’t think of anything at all, I just run. There have been a couple of times that I’ve felt like I could fall asleep while I’m running. When I have my iPod I just listen. In the morning at the start of my run I spend the first couple of km trying to figure out how my body’s going to react to the day, whether I’ll be fast or slow. At the end of most of the days I end up playing mind games with myself to keep going so that I think I have less to run than I actually do, or to distract myself from whatever’s bugging me, usually my feet. Otherwise, I find it pretty relaxing, I just run.
At 30km I had lunch while walking. Mike and Paul passed out a banana, apple, tortellini, and Gatorade. I was walking down the country road eating tortellini out of a Tupperware container and I got some strange looks. As soon as I was done eating I stopped quickly to put on more sunscreen and then kept running.
The road wasn’t that great. There was a steeply slanted gravel shoulder that I was continually forced on to by the busy traffic. This was towards the end of my run and it was really aggravating my blisters. I felt like I could have kept going but my feet hurt too much so I had to stop at 52km.
We pulled into our 3rd consecutive RV Park, although this time our luck had run out and we had to pay. I called my dad to wish him a happy Father’s Day and then we explored the trailer park. We used the pool, guarded by two teenaged lifeguards, and were delighted to find the bottom of the pool littered with Band-Aids.
I made Mike and Paul watch No Country For Old Men as neither had seen it.
Tomorrow I’ll run through the town they make Sorel snow boots.
