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  • After my last long run, I wanted to be prepared.

    Large water bottle. Cash. Subway pass. Phone.

    Looking at the map, I decided to run out of the city along the river instead of through town. I've been living the life of a city girl and running into the Bavarian countryside was an adventure. Would it be like my normal runs along the Isar?

    Heading past the first beer garden, I heard a group of people behind me shouting "It's a dog. It's a duck. It's Lunch!" They wizzed passed me and the small duck stood stunned on the side of the path. He had been watching me run towards him when the rowdy bikers came down the path and he wasn't prepared.

    At 5km I passed the road leading to a beer garden nestled on top of a hill, I know I have 22 kms more to run. Except for the rowdy cyclists, no one was on the path. My legs felt good and being in a strange environment took my mind off of the run.

    Reaching 10km, I see the bridge leading to Grunewald. I could turn around here. I could make a loop but the point of this morning's run was to run in one direction and see if it made a difference. Passing under the bridge, I saw the steep stairs and decided it would be better to keep running then have to climb steep stairs at 10km.

    I passed two runners that I usually saw while running through the city. Do these guys start their runs down here? That would be a 30km run. I'm impressed.

    Arriving at some kind of dam, I looked at the buildings and wondered how to get around. On the map they showed paths but I don't have the map with me and there are no signs. I watched a cyclists as he cycled around swearing. Hmmm, To the left was a little bridge but the sign said dead end. Was it a dead end for everyone or just for cars? Looking to the right, I decided I would rather go up a hill than turn around at a dead end.

    Walking a few more steps, I saw a path leading to the left. The same direction of the river. That must be the right path.

    Time to start running again. The path was rocky but manegable. Running, down a slope and to the right, I stopped and looked at my watch.

    12km. Looking up I saw a hill. Hill? I'm only at 12km. From what I read, you are supposed to add milieage or speed but not both. Does that also apply to hills? What should I do? Take a break and surf for an answer?

    No, I Ran up a freakingly big hill.

    Bikes passed me.

    At that moment, I hated bikers who could bike up a big hill. I hated bikers with flabby bodies who could bike up a hill. I hated bikers not walking their bikes up a big hill.

    Reaching the top of the hill, I looked at my watch.

    19km. Traffic Noise.

    Looking to my right, I saw cars parked and to my left I saw a sign with a map. Walking to the sign, I read the name of the area which had a "Berg" in it. Hmph. That would mean I just ran very slowly up a mountain.

    If I just ran up a mountain, that would mean that I have to go down a mountain but the little sign to my left pointed towards my destination with 10km next to it and the path was flat. I wondered if I was on a plateau and the town would be on a plateau and I would have a happy 8 km run to my finish.

    No Plateau. There was a wood plank blocking the path and on the other side, a steep staircase made out of rocks and timber.

    Why did I get to run up the hill but now have to step my way down a mountain? My knee felt weird. "You are strong knee. You can make it."

    Reaching the end of the path, I ran a few kms more to the Monestary and ran passed a group of people leaving the church. Stopping and looking at my watch, I decided it was time to text my friend to pick me up.

    A couple stopped and asked me where a specific town was. I looked at them. "I'm sorry I don't know." They said I was lucky to have navigation. What were they talking about? Oh. I had an iphone which had a map. I should have looked up their town on my map. I guess 22km slowed down my brain functions.

    My scheduled run was 27km so I ran passed the old couple and over a bridge. I heard Bavarian folk music and kept running to the next bridge. Looking over the railing, I saw three large rafts. A man jumped off one of the rafts and ran to the bridge, climbed on the railing and jumped into the water in front of the raft. I wanted to jump in after him. The water was from the mountains and would be cold. Instead, I filmed him with my phone and waved at the drunk party raft people. Running to the other side of the river, I saw a sign for my final destination and the sign said 10km. It was up a hill. How was that possible? It was 10km 4km ago. At 23km I wasn't ready for another hill.

    Turning around, I decided to walk back to the monestary. Going up a mountain makes up for my discounted run.

    There are five "hills" on the NYC marathon. The city bridges are considered hills. The running fairy must have wanted me to start preparing by climbing the mountain. One mountain equals five hills, right?

    Next long run in two weeks.
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