There’s rain in the forecast. Lots of rain. And that’s what we got… downpour. Enough to make driving a problem. Our normal 25 minute trip into town turned into an hour. Yeah, exciting driving 15 mph because of water and the forecast is for MORE rain.
We ate at DDW (best French Toast on the island) since we had some survey work to do on that part of the island. But oh no, a call and we were traveling back to the Western side of the island. So the day was filled with driving, collecting survey, more driving and more collecting survey…
We traveled back to the Eastern side of the island because it was time for a tour. We met with the general manager of Starkist and he gave us a tour of the Starkist plant. It was rather interesting. It probably deserves an entry of its own and not just a brief mention, so I will put that on the “to do” list.
After getting back from the tour, I decided that I needed a run. So I started on the treadmill. First one mile in 8:34, then another one at 8:00 min pace. But I wasn’t quite satisfied. OKAY! I confess, I was very very BORED on the treadmill. So I started outside. Luckily for me there was a break in the rain. I went out and headed out for a new course, a more direct course. Turns out that it was a 1.25 mile one way course. But guess what, I was running TOO fast. I ran the first 1.25 mile at a 7:24 pace.
I don’t know WHY I am running this way. So far, I can’t seem to slow down. I think that running out on the street in Samoa is nervous for some reason. So I tend to run quickly, but this something that I need to stop because ALL of my running has been pretty fast, which is great for races, but will end up in my demise or just an injury. The return 1.25 miles was a slower 7:45 min/mile pace. The whole 4.5 mile run ended up being 35:50, which is “near” a PR pace for a 5 mile (8k) race distance.
After the healthy workout, we decided to have dinner at not so healthy McDonalds. I did chose not to get a chocolate shake, thanks conscious… now the taste buds are pissed off. Oh well, I’ll have a candy bar or something.
Not much longer here on the island, but we got a nice surprise. Seems like Hawaiian Airlines doesn’t want to bring in their airplanes to American Samoa. So instead of leaving on Sunday, we are now leaving on Monday, thus getting me into Knoxville on Wednesday morning. So you know what this means… I have to do laundry this Saturday so that I have enough clean clothes, of course, that’s another day away from the family.