Whenever I run, I like to know how many miles and what kind of incredibly fast pace I've run. In the olden days (2 months ago), I would wear a stop watch and then clock my route with the car after I finished. It worked for the most part, unless I went off-roading. Now, with my Nike running app, I know as I'm running my mileage, pace, and how long I've been running. A lady updates me every mile. The first time I used it, I didn't know about the lady and thought people were behind me talking. Of course, I had my iPod playing separately, since I hadn't downloaded any music to my phone, so I couldn't tell where the sound was coming from. Now I have my music and phone all in one. The lady's voice comes through my headset. No more turning around to find nobody there.
Running in Charlotte has been a challenge. When we first got here, it was so hot. I like to run when the temp is in the 60's. The low temps in July and early August were in the 70's. I don't do well in heat. We've turned the corner in the past week and it's perfect in the early morning.
Secondly, I can't leave the house without going down a hill, which leads to the problem of having to run up them when I come home. My route yesterday was the hilliest yet. Thankfully, now that I have my phone with me on my runs, I can always call 911.
Lastly, in Michigan, whenever I came upon other runners, I would say "hi", or at least nod my head, and I always got a response. Here in Charlotte, I say hi and people don't even glance my way. After a few rejections, I tell myself I'm not going to say hi anymore. Of course, when I come upon the next runner, I have to say hi and, of course, I get nothing. For the most part, people elsewhere in Charlotte have been very friendly. I guess the runners here take their exercise seriously.
We have a greenway near the house
we're renting. It's great.
I like the boardwalk portions of the greenway
as there is less likelihood of seeing snakes.
Keep your eyes open for things
moving in the grass.
One of the many mega-churches in Charlotte.
I love running down the tree-lined
An example of the hilly streets.
They're a bear as I get older.
My routes take me by several golf courses.
They make for nice scenery.