With Tropical Storm Andrea out of sight and out of mind, it was time for some weekend warrior madness. The TriSistas (Jill, Tami & Jane) departed retail-centric-downtown Bethesda from the paved trail-head – southbound toward DC. At 7AM, we couldn’t have asked for better weather — overcast skies, no sign of rain, and temperatures in the mid 60’s. Tami made the mistake of asking me how many miles we were planning to run today. I thought about putting 10 out for debate, but figured I’d have a better chance of getting buy-in from the sista’s at 8. Despite some initial grumbling (which I ignored), we opted for an 8 mile run journey along the CCT, at speeds that would allow us to get back to our cars before the Parking Meter police appear.
We took an entire 4 minutes to warm up. While some might consider the warm-up to be instrumental in getting the muscles ready for some major action – we consider the warm up as our only chat opportunity for the next 8 miles. The 4 min warm-up includes getting in all conversation, therapy chat and sista talk before we actually started running. Once running begins, lack of oxygen takes over – and all conversations can be had in 2-3 word sentences. Something like this:
Tami: how’s your week?
Jill: good. you?
Tami: good. Jane?
And that summed up the run chatter for the next 8 miles.
Back in Bethesda, filling the parking meters with a few quarters and armed with caffeine and bagels, oxygen has once again returned to our lungs, and we prepared for the official run cool-down. Post run hang time! TriSista style. Nice.