Running in Pembroke Pines
I was in Pembroke Pines yesterday for a meeting. Stayed at the Grand Palms Resort.
Word of advice#1: Never stay at the Grand Palms Resort. Yecch.
Word of advice #2: When selling real estate, hire the marketing person responsible for the Grand Palms Resort website. Reminds me of the old Mad magazine section "What they say/What they mean." I was afraid to walk on the carpet in my 'luxurious' room without shoes on, and there is no way I was swimming laps in the 'Olympic pool.' There was so much trash floating in that pool, I could've skipped breakfast after taking in a couple of mouthfuls of water.
My run yesterday morning was pleasant enough however. The community the resort is in has some nicely paved paths alongside the road. Was able to do a pretty good 4-mile tempo run, alternating the pace. It felt like I was going slower than I was, maybe an effect of this pesky cold. The heart rate never got out of control either, which is a good thing. Actually, looking down at the HRM a couple of times, my heartrate was in the low 150s, when I was sure it was going to be in the 160s. Weird.