Happy Saturday!
After 94 minutes this morning and what seemed like gallons of sweat, I had finished up my long run of the week. I’m not sure exactly how long it was, but I’m guessing about 12 miles. That’s what my training schedule told me to run. I try to be obedient to the piece of paper with a bunch of numbers on it, but sometimes my sore legs speak much louder than that piece of paper. The run today went fairly well, especially after the honey I ingested during the 50th minute kicked in.
At work I took on parking lot duty for the first watch (11:30 to 1:30). Things were routinely crazy until an ambulance came screaming in. Luckily, it arrived right as the lot was completely full. Even more luck caused the driver to misunderstand where to actually go which meant he had to weave in and out of cars in the driving lane of the lot so he could make it back out to the Park Loop Road. Come to think of it, I don’t think luck was involved in the situation at all. On a related note: It’s unbelievable how much more authority I suddenly gained when drivers saw me in an orange vest while hearing the siren. Everyone’s eyes were on me. I think I performed fairly well under that pressure.
The team and I went campground walking this evening. Sabrina and I took on the A Loop while Ally and Luke conquered the B Loop. For whatever reason, this week’s campers didn’t seem overly interested in joining us. It was our toughest crowd of the summer. All well, I’m sure the Holy Spirit was still working through our invitations as they entered the ears and confronted the hearts of the people we met.
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