I rolled out of bed at 7am on Monday ready for some exercise. Although I had a pass for a local gym, I opted for a good old fashioned run. Suitably attired with my heart monitor and IPOD and carrying a large bottle of water, I planned to do my normal running routine, which is to walk, jog, sprint, repeat, gradually increasing my heart rate with each evolution until it hits close to my maximum heart rate while sprinting, which for me is around 170 beats per minute. About 12 evolutions of this routine normally takes 45 minutes to an hour and covers around 4 miles. I find that this routine works better for me than just straight jogging because it is more varied, easier on my joints, and provides the interval training I need.
Studying the map before leaving my hotel in Wellington, I charted a course for the local Botanical Gardens which overlook Wellington Harbor. Wellington is the capital of New Zealand, located at the very southeastern tip of the North Island. Mountains descend directly down to the sea giving the area natural beauty but making for a tough climb up. As I started out running uphill on Terrace Street, I mulled the details of my trip to New Zealand over in my mind.
Leaving Houston Sunday, I overnighted in LA and then caught a Monday evening flight non-stop from LAX to Auckland, New Zealand’s largest city, which is located in the northern part of the North Island. Auckland is 21 hours ahead of Los Angeles, so with a 13 hour flight, arrival was Wednesday morning. Tuesday had disappeared into the ether. Incidentally the comedian and actor Tim Meadows was on the same flight from LAX to Auckland. He was a perfect gentleman, gracious to the fans that approached him but otherwise low key. It seems he is in New Zealand to film a new picture.
After arrival in Auckland, I connected directly through to Queenstown in the southerly part of the South Island, an hour and a half flight from Auckland. Lake Wakatipu and the Remarkable Mountain Range (featured in all three episodes of “Lord of the Rings”) circumscribe and define Queenstown. It is the Queenstown area that personifies the raw natural beauty of New Zealand that tourists travel for days to experience. Pristine, underdeveloped and unspoiled, the natural beauty of the mountains, alpine lakes, vast sheep and cattle farms are unparalleled. The Milford Sound, one the most awesome fjords in the Southern Hemisphere is do-able as a long day trip from Queenstown. Here one sees New Zealand as Captain James Cook must have seen it from the deck of the HM Bark Endeavor in the eighteenth century: rock cliffs vertically rising out of the South Pacific Ocean giving way to vast rain forests in the distance, with waterfalls cascading off the cliffs into the ocean and with seals sunning themselves on rocks near sea level. The rare and awe-inspiring terrain is the product of glaciers receding thousands of years ago.
I’d left the sparsely populated beauty of Queenstown region for the large city of Wellington on Saturday and then my thoughts returned to the task at hand, finishing up my run. As I threaded my way up Salamanca Road, I saw Kelburn Park below me and the entrance to Wellington Botanic Garden above me, so I was on target. I paused to glance at the outdoor map at the entrance to the Garden and plotted a course through the various walking and running trails in the gardens to take me through the Australian Gardens, and the Threatened Species Garden, among others. I found that the steep nature of the terrain in Wellington allowed me to reach targeted heart rate rapidly. But I had to slow to a near crawl to descend safely, allowing an equally rapid heart rate decline.
I circled up to the Wellington Cable Car terminus passing by the award winning Wellington Cable Car Museum, pausing for a second to enviously view the passengers enjoying a pleasant ride down mountain in the funicular before returning to my run. I exited the Garden back on Salamanca Road, and then followed a steep pedestrian only stair case that cut under the motor way and brought me back close to the foot of Terrace Road. It was only a few more evolutions of walk, jog sprint and I was back at the hotel. I felt fortunate to enjoy a fun exercise routine in this beautiful and historic city.
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