Church of the Sunday Long Run ended up being postponed until this morning. Stevie and I are staying at a bed and breakfast and I asked the innkeeper last night if I could borrow a roll of duct tape.
Innkeeper: You're not going to do anything kinky with it, are you?
You tell me:
|6:30am and ready to run 20 miles|
My tour of Newport was glorious. I covered the same rocky coastline as yesterday, and continued along Ocean Avenue, past Fort Adams, into the downtown area, across the bay into a different town, and back to our bed and breakfast. Stevie caught up with me on Easton's Beach at mile 18:
|I threw out the duct tape/water bottle combo at mile 14.|
And here I am after completing all 20 miles:
|I don't always run 20 miles, but when I do, I prefer to pose outside of a B&B afterwards.|