Tuesday, June 22, 2010

G Street

Last night I laced up my Mizunos with the intention of taking it easy and running as long as it was fun. I ran past a softball game and around alongside beach and then, instead of pulling it in through the flat lands of L street, I took it down to G Street. If you've ever lived in South Boston you'll know G Street leads you up to the high school and Dorchester Heights, where Gen. Washington repelled the Red Coats back in the 1700s.

G was just recently paved. Very smooth. And in the humid heat (even at 9pm), the pungent smell of tar could have been overwhelming. It was not...because the incline of G street won out on the overwhelming. I just thought I'd give this dreaded hill of mine a try. I must have accidentally run up it when I first moved here and didn't know any better, so for the past three years we've been avoiding each other. But coming off the coat tails of Mt Washington, I thought the least I could do was power through this one. And I made it 3/4 of the way before huffing an exhausted "crap."

Ran all the way to the heights. Running down was indeed the killer.

I'm still not ready to commit to attempting the rockpile... it certainly is on my mind...

The Map: http://www.usatf.org/routes/view.asp?rID=376674

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