B-Boy Running Adventures – More Cities Checked Off

IMG_1445I am nothing if not a creature of habit, and if I visit a city multiple times, I tend to run the same routes. I am not always that comfortable running in unusual places, this is usually reflected in my per-mile pace.

I normally run the 16th Street Mall in Denver. While out and about at my two favorite haunts in Denver, The Tattered Cover bookstore and My Brother’s Bar, I noticed a park I hadn’t seen before. If I had it was during the winter and at night, so I paid it no mind.

IMG_1293Commons Park beckoned. The riverside trails were fantastic and I turned in a terrific time for a three-mile run. I was only in Denver for one night so I had to make it a quick early morning excursion. Running along the South Platte River for a stretch was very pleasant. I had walked by Confluence Park, a favorite spot of The Beats in the late 1940s, so Commons Park was a nice find.

I usually stick close to the hotel, and Commons Park wasn’t too far at all. I definitely left a lot of trails to explore and I will hit this park again next time.

Ah Buffalo. What can I say about this western New York city 60 miles west of my hometown? Late October weather in Buffalo can be unpredictable. When I was a kid growing up in Rochester, I went trick-or-treating in the snow a few times. Oh, it’s not like  was trudging through six-foot drifts in one of those God awful plastic/vinyl drugstore Halloween costumes with the “I can’t see and/or breathe” mask with the cheap-ass rubber band to secure it.

IMG_1387I had no idea where I was going. I just ventured out and ran through the local neighborhood. Eventually, I found myself downtown in the theater district. The weather was shit. It was colder than it was supposed to be. It was windier than it was supposed to be. It was wetter than it was supposed to be. I don’t mind running in a little bit of weather, but I didn’t bring the proper gear and I was ill-equipped. I managed to make the best of it and get my three miles in.

I have been to Buffalo numerous times in my life. When I enlisted in the United States Navy, I did all of my in-processing at the Military Entrance Processing Station at the Federal Building. I don’t remember that many churches in Buffalo. Most were neighborhood Catholic parishes just like the ones back home. Austere brick buildings with elementary schools or rectories – or both – attached. I had never run in Buffalo, and although it was a familiar experience because it was so close and similar to Rochester, it was a singularly unique experience.

IMG_1455Miami. Another new one. I had been to Miami before but I had never stayed downtown, and I had never gone running there. Well, let me tell you. All of Miami thinks it is a dance club. The area near my hotel was so congested and under construction I figured running there would be too dangerous. I figured it would have been a bad look to get hit by a car while trying to get my miles in.

So, I decided to head to Miami Beach. I had never been to Miami Beach before and an online review of the best places to run in Miami had the beach at Miami Beach at the top of the list. I took an Uber over and set out.

Most of the beach is what you would expect, soft sand, barcaloungers, and plenty of beach goers. It was a bit overcast and the sky was threatening rain. I was thankful for that. The sun wasn’t blazing hot in the middle of the day like I thought it would be.

The back of the beach, however, was packed sand, plenty good for running. It was a little softer than I would have liked. You don’t get the return on each step like you do on a harder surface. I didn’t mind, I was running on Miami Beach for cryin’ out loud.

I headed south and just past the two-mile mark, I came upon a pier. I took a photo break and then turned around and headed back to my point of origin.

All of the beachfront resort hotels operate concession stands with a variety of refreshments. I took advantage of the opportunity and finished my four-mile run with an ice cold beer. I planted my feet in the Atlantic ocean and took in the scenery with a celebratory brew. It was a straight-line run for the most part. I do like some twists and turns, but I won’t complain.

Next up is Mexico City again, I hope. I hope I have time to get one in this trip. I am in much better shape than the last time and I hope to run farther non-stop than the last time. The altitude is a killer. I did better in Denver this time. That was an encouraging sign.

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