7/2/2011
It’s fourth of July weekend and the cars are passing me at high speeds. I think I’m more cautious now than I was when I started this thing. I wouldn’t want anything to happen on this final stretch. Last night I was put up by the Courtyard Marriot in Canton. For those of you that don’t know about Canton, Ohio, It’s where the football hall of fame is located. Akron, Ohio sits about fifteen minutes north of there. Some people know it as the hometown of Lebron James, while others say it is the tire capital of the world. I refer to it as my birthplace. Originally, the plan was to pass through Akron, find the hospital where I was born, and get a copy of my birth certificate.
The best laid plans always change. You must have your goal in sight but make room for adjustments. My date with the White House is in ten days. I think my birth certificate can wait. After all, I can always drive back and get the thing when I’m done with the run.
One thing I’m discovering on this journey is that running mountains in cool weather is ideal. It’s been warm and sticky these past few days and I’m starting to encounter steeper hills. I’m pretty much soaked in sweat after a few minutes of running. The elevation doesn’t seem high but I can feel the climbs in my legs.
After a day of running up and down hills, I reached the Calcutta Bed and Breakfast owned by Cheryl and Don Taylor. When I arrived, I was immediately greeted by many family members. I probably should have showered before hanging out with everyone. But, if I relaxed my muscles after the long day of running hills, I would most certainly have passed out. So, I decided to meet everyone and chat the night away. They offered me a glass of wine which probably had me feeling more relaxed than the bath. It was a nice welcome to a special place with wonderful people.
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