I got up early (on the weekend) to run my 14k. I headed out the door at about 6:45am!!
Here is the sunrise over the ocean.
So by around the 5th km I was feeling pretty great. THEN my water bottle fell and broke open. All I could do was start repeating "Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK". I believe I may have scared another runner with-in ear reach because right then she started to sprint.
So for the next 3k I was trying to figure out where I could get some water to keep myself hydrated, and also I needed to use some facilities. So when I found these washrooms at a park on my route, they saved my life!!!! Seriously I have never been so happy to see a washroom, and one with a running sink at that!
I ran by the marina I used to live in. Yes I used to live on a boat, in a marina. It was nice to reminisce.
I continued on my route to the beautiful spit and checked out the sights towards Quadra Island!
Here I am right after getting to 14k. Unfortunately, I am now hurting pretty bad. My hip was tight on my run and I ended up limping all day.
This was my post-run breakfast! I had a pulled pork hash from a local restaurant!