Breakin' the law

Wednesday's run was LONG. Nine miles long. I was loopy by the time we got home. It was another beautiful day and the temp was in the high 60s.

Every time we reach a new mileage (last Wednesday was 8), I have to come up with a new running route. Normally they are some variation of the same loops that we've been running for months. But when the mileage climbs, I am always challenged to find some road, sidewalk, or trail that we haven't run before. This time, I found the perfect one - all the way around a beautiful golf course.

Out we go on our normal route, run an out and back on the latest new trail, and then connect to my newly discovered paved golf course path. At this point, we've run about 5 miles. There is no one on the course. Then, in the distance we see two golfers rolling their bags in the grass (not where we are running). As we get closer to them, I begin to smile and prepare to say hello - it is a beautiful day and these guys are golfing (and don't even have to carry their bags), they should be super happy. We run by them and I say hi. One of the guys asks us, "do you guys live on the course?" I reply, "no". He says, "well, its probably not a good idea to run on the course." We sort of mumble "okay" and keep on running. After we pass him, Mike informs me that normally you aren't supposed to run on golf courses. Fine. Even so, what does "not a good idea" mean? That I might get hit by a golf ball? If that's the case, isn't grumpy golfer man running the same risk?

Which brings me to the point of this blog. Runners are not allowed on paved golf course paths. Okay, I get it. Your golf cart does not want to be blocked by runners and walkers - I can understand that and will not break the rules again. However, if rules could be ordered in some sort of breaking severity list where murder is number one, I am pretty sure that running on a golf course would be below pulling your sister's hair and just above using your outside voice inside.