Headed out for a short recovery jog this morning and walked back in my door 15 miles later. It's the "what's around this corner?" trap. So many roads and trails to explore... I ended up looping one of my regular routes down to Walker Ranch via a bit of cross country, back woods jogging with no trail. Jumping logs, weaving aimlessly through the forest. Fun, but not too productive in my progress towards the Chicago marathon. One of my all time heroes and friends, Michael Tobin, used to fill a small back pack with a water filter, extra socks, a thin bivvy sack, and a bag of barley and would run through the woods until he was exhausted... then he would eat, sleep... then repeat. His runs were/ are legend. He happens to also be one of those guys that I idolized even more after I met him.
Average HR 129.