{"id":1800,"date":"2015-08-28T14:39:19","date_gmt":"2015-08-28T18:39:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/?p=1800"},"modified":"2015-08-28T19:42:59","modified_gmt":"2015-08-28T23:42:59","slug":"after-the-boys-of-summer-are-gone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/?p=1800","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;After the Boys of Summer are Gone&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>&#8220;Nobody on the road<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Nobody on the beach<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I feel it in the air<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>The summer&#8217;s out of reach&#8221;<\/strong><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1804\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/FullSizeRender-Reduced.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1804\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1804\" src=\"http:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/FullSizeRender-Reduced-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"An abandoned Westboro Beach.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/FullSizeRender-Reduced-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/FullSizeRender-Reduced.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/FullSizeRender-Reduced-624x468.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1804\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">An abandoned Westboro Beach.<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>-Don Henley<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Despite my ipod playing other tunes, this was the song in my head as I ran 16km along the Ottawa River yesterday. \u00a0The beach was indeed empty and I actually started the run a little chilled. \u00a0Fall is indeed in the air. \u00a0Here on my rural property it is always the <em>sound<\/em> of August that strikes me. \u00a0Spring here is the sound of frogs and birds, early summer the sound of rolling late afternoon thunderstorms. \u00a0Fall is the sound of leaves and cold rain, while winter sounds simply gorgeous in its silence. \u00a0But August has its own particular sound, though it often lends it to the early weeks of September. \u00a0There is a constant hum, or is it a buzz, of insects that can be heard throughout the day. \u00a0The sound is steady and rarely changes. \u00a0It is only once in a while disrupted by birds or chipmunks, but even they seem to be quietened by the sound. \u00a0I wish I could do justice to the noise &#8211; you would think it might be creepy, or even irritating. \u00a0It is instead calming and somehow a little mournful too as you know it is the sound of summer ending.<\/p>\n<p>And for me it is marking the ending of what perhaps has been my favourite summer of running. \u00a0I did not set any PB&#8217;s, in fact if I remember right my last road race was in May. \u00a0I am in fact running much slower than I was last year. \u00a0But I am up over 50 kms of running a week, and more importantly, I do not feel overwhelmed or exhausted. \u00a0That is not to say every run has been perfect. \u00a0Yesterday&#8217;s run was all over the &#8220;pace&#8221; with too many stops &#8211; stops for bathrooms, for a ringing cell phone, for pictures and just for breath. \u00a0I went out too fast (which really wasn&#8217;t that fast at all) and paid for it at the end. \u00a0And yet as I take a rest day today I find myself antsy to get out there again. \u00a0Mentally, I am loving running, it has only rarely seemed like something I have had to do as opposed to something I really want to get out and do. \u00a0I even became a morning runner this summer, and anyone who knows me knows that that is an accomplishment in itself.<\/p>\n<p>Things will all change soon. \u00a0I have had the luxury of a whole summer off, but soon it is back to work. \u00a0Of all my running hopes and dreams right now, the one I wish for most is to still be able to hold on to this running joy I have felt even as more demands are put upon me. \u00a0Wouldn&#8217;t that be a wonderful end to a marathon training session!<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1803\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/1-Reduced.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1803\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1803\" src=\"http:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/1-Reduced-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"This little guy didn't even lift his head as I ran by.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/1-Reduced-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/1-Reduced.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/raz-family.ca\/RunKristi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/1-Reduced-624x468.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1803\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">This little guy didn&#8217;t even lift his head as I ran by.<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Nobody on the road Nobody on the beach I feel it in the air The summer&#8217;s out of reach&#8221; 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