February 15, 2005
50 degrees in Newport
I usually try to avoid double posting running reports, but today was too beautiful to miss, and I took lots of pictures. Plus, Becky’s got me inspired.
I waited to run until the afternoon, and was not disappointed. Since the weather was impeccable, I figured I’d head over to Newport’s First Beach and run the World Famous Cliffwalk.
The surf was huge! The parking lot at First Beach was packed with folks in wetsuits trying to catch a little winter surfing action. I had a buddy in Sub School who swore up and down that the only time that New England was worth surfing was in the dead of winter - today I think I may have believed him. I don’t surf, though. There was a break off of whatever the end of Middletown is, too. I hadn’t seen that during the summer.
Dig the size of the rollers:
Tons of runners out, looked like most were from Salve Regina, and almost all were wearing shorts. And there was still a bunch of snow on the walk:
I always dig this building:
The tiny black dots on the waves are surfers. The water temperature cannot be too much above freezing. Wetsuits are, apparently, wonderful things:
Big waves for New England. And, yes, that is France in the background. Way, way, way in the background - That’s what I love about the sea - pick a direction and go. When you hit land, get out.
Again, not really enough zoom, but the waves exploding off these rocks was spectacular -
This was the view at the turn at 2 miles out. I had thought a 4 mile round trip would turn at the point just to the right of the big house. But I was wrong. And not sad at all…
This one? Nothing but nice shapes and colors.
Most of the Cliff Walk is pretty easy to run on. This is not as bad as it looks. I channeled Chris and called it Plyometrics. Then I said “Screw that - I’ll just call it Fun.”
For a decent stretch (tenth of a mile?) I ran atop the retaining wall so as not to get my shoes too much wetter. Again, this was filed under “Fun”. There have been a couple times, though, coming around this corner on the wall where I feared that a wind out of the west would push me down to the rocks. Not today. Today? Perfection.
This guy was waiting to catch some waves.
Back where I started
I thought this would be cool - a series of footprints in the wet sand, what with the reflected colors of the sky and all. Didn’t work out so well.
This one was much nicer.
Run stats? Who cares? (actually, I do - 4 miles, sub 9 minute miles). Positive splits, but who cares! I think I was still a bit drained from my trail run on Monday, and the mud blister was acting up a little. Wednesday is swimming.
All the pictures link to larger images. They were all taken with my $60 Oregon Scientific camera. And the group is also posted to Flickr. If you’re into that sort of thing. Any quality issues are strictly due to me not breaking stride while shooting. Got to love the tiny camera.
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