To help us get over any Day 2 soreness or doubts, Traci and I ran the River City Rat Race Sunday afternoon.
It was a fun way to get in 6.2 of our daily 10-mile commitment on the 90in9 challenge.You just can’t feel sorry for yourself when you’re running in a giant sea of people on a glorious autumn day, especially when some of them, like Banana Bob, are running in full costume.
The second segment seemed like it was going to be trickier, because our brother and his family had come up from Indy for a rare visit. It felt weird to say, sorry, got to run — literally — especially when everybody knew we’d just come from a race earlier that afternoon.
“They’re going to think we’re nuts,” I thought. Maybe they were right.
But as we were sitting around after dinner at my parents’ house, Dad asked when we were going to run our remaining 4 miles. “You better get going,” he said. “It’s going to get dark before long.”
Our 18-year-old nephew, 6-2 “Little” Brian, agreed to ride Grandpa’s bike with us, and it made all the difference in the world. Instead of questioning our sanity, we had a chance to question him about how his senior year is going and what he wants to do with his life.
I don’t know if he enjoyed that conversation as much as we did, but as always he was a good sport. It was great to have family support help keep us on track.
So, after two days, we’re at 20.5 miles, with 69.5 to go. Oh yeah, and I’ve got 2 miles “in the bank,” though I hope I don’t need them.