If you’re my lovely wife, I’m working terribly, terribly hard. Life stinks. I cannot wait to see you and the boys again. I cannot believe that I get stuck traveling so much.
Now that that’s out of the way…
So, I’ve got a meeting down in Key West. We got in about 10 last night, checked in at about 11, were on the way to breakfast at 6, and had to be at the meeting by 7 this morning. We had discussions until 4 this afternoon, and then I had to go visit a site until a little after 5. So, yeah, there was a legitimate long day.
But, let’s face it – it’s January and I’m in Key West – how bad could life be?
After we finally made it back to the hotel, I strapped on the sneakers, and started running west. Down the seawall, past the southernmost point in the continental United States, and on to the basin at the Port of Key West. Just as I got to the basin, the sun hit the water. I waited, caught my breath for a couple of minutes, and waited until the sun finished sinking into the Gulf of Mexico.
Who am I kidding? Life is good.
Back to the hotel, past mile 0 of US Highway 1. It’s amazing to me that it’s the same road that passes through downtown Mystic. I suppose, somehow, that I’m bound to head north to the other end in Maine, now. That’s one of those Epic’s that I’d love to do someday – all the way down US 1. Maybe then back up the Appalachian Trail…
The run back? Exquisite. Negative splits, 8:40 miles average for the whole thing.
Life is good.