What a beautiful day to be a runner! Temperatures holding steady around 65 and the sun shining all day long. Can’t complain. I finally got up at my ‘normal’ time this morning and got rocking and rolling a bit earlier than usual. For some reason, the earlier I get up to run, the more like a runner I feel. Some of my favorite feelings of invincibility were during a 5 am phase I went through a few years ago. You just feel tougher, right?
Today I had a rather uneventful 32 miles into Lake Village, AR. I did feel quite safe though, because both counties that I ran through sent out deputies to come check on me. The Chicot County deputy even brought me water : ) So a huge thank you to the Ashley and Chicot county Sheriff’s Departments! I know it definitely help put my parents at ease. The other major event of the run was that my feet were super-swelling and getting a reaction on them. Gross. Still not sure why. But a few miles before finishing, it got to be so irritating that I stopped and sprayed on some Benadryl that Michele Jones gave me back in Spur, TX. She must’ve known I was going to need it : )
Upon coming into town I met Mike Bell and he took me around town and showed me the lake- it is 26 miles long! Then I met with the newspaper and headed back to the Bell’s house for a hot shower and a deeeelicious home-cooked meal. I was thinking today that as part of the book (that I hope to write about this trip) I should include recipes of some of the home-cooked meals I’ve had along the way. I’ve been treated to some really delicious dinners and I think it would be pretty interesting to see how the different types of dishes reflect different parts of the country. Any thoughts?
Tomorrow I’ll hit the Mississippi River around mile 8 and I cannot believe it. Another moment I thought about and dreamed of so many times during my planning period. I feel like I’ve hardly gotten a chance to get a feel for Arkansas and now I’m already moving on to the next state. It’s hard to believe that running across a state could actually feel like it went too fast to get a real sense of the people and land. And to think most people usually do roadtrips at 65 mph, flying across the pavement in their cars!