|My 2nd Marathon, Toronto 2007-Posing with Rosie|
After a couple months of intermittent running, mainly because of the 30 or so going away limes (parties) that I had in four countries in June and July, and the usual relocation issues that come with moving to a new continent, I finally got back into a regular running routine two weeks ago. For the past couple weeks I have clocked a fairly impressive 50 miles – not bad for an old guy. It is quite the experience running here, and there are some parallels with running in Montserrat, my previous place of abode for 5 years. I took up long distance running in Montserrat - it was either that or drinking yourself silly every day. It also helped that my good friend and work colleague at the time, Rosemarie Thomas (another Trini) is a seasoned marathoner - who can fall of a bar stool after half a drink. She encouraged me to run rather than regularly falling of bar furniture (thanks Rosie!).
Anyway back to running in Zanzibar. Timing is everything. I never been a morning person (don’t talk to me before I have done the three S’s and had my cup of tea with some cereal and undergone some music therapy), so early runs have generally evaded me. Late afternoon runs have always been my thing. Running in the afternoon does cut into one’s happy hour time and it is much warmer - but like the sex life of a married couple after 1 year, you have to have set a time and make a rigid schedule. Although in the case of my running, I do it several times a month and I frequently alter my pace and route.
|At Low Tide the Beach is Amazing to Run On|
|At High Tide I Have to Hit the Road|