I also have a
Ok, ok, got me again - it's not actually ME running (and I'm at peace with that) but we did see this guy clipping about a 7 min/mile pace about 20 miles from the start line of Badwater. It was 116 degrees. He was the only
Driving along, we noticed the price of desolate lands is steep, good thing I had the foresight to fuel up before entering the park:
And still further along...the thought of encountering a snake kept me from hiking to the top of these dunes...
And had the temperatures not agreed with Death Valley's nickname, the hottest place on earth, I may have gotten out of the car more to explore some of these areas, but where I was really aching to reach was the Badwater Basin, which was a good hour's drive from the park's entrance.
Finally, we arrived at Badwater Basin, at minus 282-feet, completely overrun with tourists. You'd think July's oppressive temps would discourage the weak, but not so much. I mean, we were there :). Really, there were a lot of people but most didn't venture past the lowest point sign.
|Is there a photo out there that screams more tourist than this?|
|That's actually water around that salt, and my beautiful shadow|
Repeated freeze–thaw and evaporation cycles gradually push the thin salt crust into hexagonal honeycomb shapes.
|Pizza on the grill....yum!|
|The Motley Crue: Yours truly (getting hugs from Meg :)), Meg, her hubby Boy Scout,|
Chris K and his very sweet gf, Alycia, Irene and her husband, Anne, Glenn, Aka: Alice and her husband.
I am now home, back in Colorado, and busy, busy, busy (aka: tired, tired, tired). I am working. I am running (32.2 miles last week. I KNOW, I can hardly believe it myself!). I am climbing 14,270' peaks here in my own state. I'm prepping for a little mountain race next weekend (yikes). And am getting ready to do the 200-mile Wild West Relay tomorrow and Saturday. This will be my first attempt at any type of race in about a year (with the exception of that Duathlon series I did on a very bum foot) so I'm a little nervous. I can already tell I'm going to be the FUN one of the group....I got an email yesterday from the team captain stating the 11 of us on the team were going to have to run an extra 4th leg to make up the legs for the 12th person who we could not recruit for the team. I opened the attachment of leg assignments and could only find my name on 3 legs and I wondered for about 30 minutes how 11 of us were going to run 3 legs before I decided to email the team captain back and asked her to explain my confusion. She wrote me back: I was just joking about the fourth leg. You are only running 3 legs: 8, 20 and 32. The ones you requested... Just a little captain’s humor.
Um yeah...I'm pretty sure I'm not invited back next year, and I haven't even run my sucky 10:30 min/mile pace yet! At least it's not 11 min/miles anymore...and that's all I got to say about that!
Up next week: a year in review about my heel...and what I've done to overcome my nightmare. Can't wait to share with you all I have learned, and a guest spot from the guy who's been helping me.
Run Strong, Friends!