Today's training run was at the Big Peach, which I love because it's the best running store in Atlanta. However, what I do not like about running from the Big Peach is that no matter how many times I've run the same routes with the same maps, I get lost. And today was no exception.
You know how people make fun of Atlanta for all the "Peachtree"s? Peachtree Street, Peachtree Road, Peachtree Battle, Peachtree Avenue, Peachtree Walk. Well, Brookhaven is the same way. West Brookhaven, East Brookhaven, Brookhaven, Club, East Club--it's simply impossible. And apparently, it takes more than two blondes (me and Christie) and two brunettes (Hannah and Jenna) to figure out TNT maps. So, when we saw Peachtree Street, we figured seven-ish was close enough to eight to call it a day.
I was waiting for some of my teammates to finish (even redheads like Sarah had trouble reading the maps), so I headed into the Big Peach to buy new running shoes, as mine have over 160 miles on them and will be shot in the next couple of weeks. For my third pair in less than six months (who said running was a cheap hobby?), I selected a slight variation on my current Sauconys, the Progrid Triumph 5, in a sassy gold and white. I'll test them out this week and hope they work, because Alaska is in exactly four weeks!
A trip to the Big Peach is not complete unless you've spent at least $200, which I managed to do by purchasing another pair of Nike tempo shorts (my faves, and Big Peach is one of the only places you can find x-smalls), a Nike shirt from the sale rack, some socks, Cliff Shot Bloks and more Body Glide. It's sad, but these days, I spend more at the Big Peach than I do at Banana Republic!
After my mini shopping spree, I joined Sarah, Tommy, Chad (our coach), Kenny and Alison for a big breakfast at the Landmark Diner. It was beers and burgers for the boys, and typical breakfast food for the ladies--I had waffles with strawberries and a side of bacon, in honor of Angela, who was out of town and whose sole motivation for running--besides helping out our dear Kate--is the bacon that her husband makes for her when she gets back from GTS on Saturday mornings.
And now, it's time for a nap--my favorite Saturday afternoon indulgence.
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sighhhh. I missed you too but I did run for 2hours and had bacon waiting for me.
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