On any normal Monday I’d be at work and Jamie would be at school. This, however, is not a normal Monday.
With Christmas just a couple of days away and Jamie on vacation for a couple of weeks, I’m taking a couple of days off to spend time with him, revel in Christmas shopping with a 5 year-old in tow, and take a breath before getting back into things in the New Year at work.
This morning Jamie was going to spend a couple of hours at a stage, or what passes for an arranged activity/half day ‘camp’, at his fencing club. He’ll be poking at people with swords for a couple of hours, and I’ll be trying to get a couple of things done at home and outside of home – one of them being a run, of course.
I dropped Jamie off at the fencing club in the 6th arrondissement having decided I would leave directly for my run from there. The Parc de la Tete d’Or is only a couple of minutes away from the fencing club, so I could do a couple of circuits, turn for home, and be in the shower within an hour or so. After a big week last week – about 10 hours on my feet running and 119km all up – I was aiming for a gentle run to start this week off right.
The weather, though, was not quite as convenient as the proximity of the park. It was raining when we left home, raining when I dropped Jamie off at the fencing club, and raining when the GPS connected and I got started towards the park. The rain didn’t let up for the next hour I was running but, on the bright side, it wasn’t particularly cold so I was happy to keep moving, keep warm, and get the time on my feet in.
After entering the Parc de la Tete d’Or and completing the first half of the standard loop around the edge I peeled off, cut through the Cite Internationale and dropped down to the trail next to the Rhone. I really didn’t want to push things too hard this morning so I headed up the trail only as far as the peripherique before turning back the way I had come. Up around the Cite again, dropping back onto the loop around the Parc, and finishing off the final kilometres heading back home.
All up, it was nothing too strenuous for a Monday morning, and the warm shower and hot coffee waiting back at home were very welcome.