When I first moved to Brooklyn I was a young buck. I liked to carouse, and would periodically wake up in Canarsie, at the end of the line of the L train, lulled to sleep by that beautiful BMT line.
Yesterday A. mapped out a route for the May marathoners that began at the Morgan stop on the L train, and followed its path to Canarsie and back. The route getting to Broadway Junction (a sight to behold from the ground) was well known to us, through Bushwick to the Cemetery of the Evergreens, then crossing Bushwick and the Eastern Parkway Extension. There we picked up Van Sinderen Ave, which is an urban running oasis. Van Sinderen is a one-way flowing south that hugs the elevated "L" line, with few through streets and little traffic. It is dark and creepy, with great views of graffiti in the fenced off areas under the trestle.
We all picked up the pace to a quick clip for the last few miles. On the last mile, the warm-down mile home, I felt absolutely whupped. I'm not sore today, and want to try fueling on the run for our next long run. I think it's possible I was out of sugar.
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Did anyone cut open your pockets and steal your metro card while you were running?
ReplyDeleteNo! In fact the worst thing that happened (other than getting soaked to the bone) was that we got lots of encouraging comments from people on the street.
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