Shorts, t-shirt, running partner and slushy snow!
Ran from home to Spring Canyon Park, to Cottonwood Glen Park, up into Pineridge via northernmost trail, dropped down into the valley and counter-clockwise around the reservoir, passed ONE other runner, Pineridge is "Moi Oi-land" (shout-out to Alex who frequently quotes the crazy Irishman from Braveheart), Shadow trots ahead off-leash since we are alone in this world that is trapped between winter and spring, snow and UV, everything sparkles, sweat is dripping down the side of my face, pooling between the bridge of my nose and sunglasses, dripping down the middle of my back, God, it feels good, Shadow looks up into the trees as birds call out to each other, up onto the Timber Trail, one foot in front of the other, smile on my face, feeling strong, much better than yesterday when I foolishly thought I could run on an empty stomach, it's amazing how a few 100 calories can make you feel like master of the universe, crunching snow, slipping, sliding, splooshing unexpectedly in hidden slush, finding purchase, running strong, up and down the rolling trail of Timber, to the south by the dam, past the big dogs...according to Shadow, No Shadow...let's go past the south ridge trail and go further today, I feel great, along the valley, condition is good, not muddy yet, up the winding trail to the middle of the ridge, up and over to the other side, down, down the north side, it's been an hour, ran 6 miles today 10 minutes faster than yesterday, bonking a little, niggling pain in my knee, keep going, the sun makes me feel invincible, makes me want to be out in it all day soaking in the uv, drop into Cottonwood Glen Park, back to concrete but only for a bit, turn onto the snow covered dirt path of the park, past walkers who look at me in disbelief that 1)I'm wearing a t-shirt and short shorts; and 2)I'm runing in the snow, past the dog park and the poor souls stuck behind the poopy perimeter of muck, back up into pineridge, Shadow...I'm almost at 7 miles...let's go a bit further so I can get 8 by the time we get home, almost to the top of the ridge, back down and feeling stronger, my body has adapted to the lack of fuel, around the dirt/snow path towards Olander and a 90 degree turn towards Platte Dr., keep an eye on the 20 something hoodlum in his huge truck with his huge tires speeding through the slush...that's right...you better slow down and not spray dirty slush all over me, you punk, back to the house, 8.10 miles, 1 hour 45 minutes, glorious!
Can't wait for tomorrow's run!
Ran from home to Spring Canyon Park, to Cottonwood Glen Park, up into Pineridge via northernmost trail, dropped down into the valley and counter-clockwise around the reservoir, passed ONE other runner, Pineridge is "Moi Oi-land" (shout-out to Alex who frequently quotes the crazy Irishman from Braveheart), Shadow trots ahead off-leash since we are alone in this world that is trapped between winter and spring, snow and UV, everything sparkles, sweat is dripping down the side of my face, pooling between the bridge of my nose and sunglasses, dripping down the middle of my back, God, it feels good, Shadow looks up into the trees as birds call out to each other, up onto the Timber Trail, one foot in front of the other, smile on my face, feeling strong, much better than yesterday when I foolishly thought I could run on an empty stomach, it's amazing how a few 100 calories can make you feel like master of the universe, crunching snow, slipping, sliding, splooshing unexpectedly in hidden slush, finding purchase, running strong, up and down the rolling trail of Timber, to the south by the dam, past the big dogs...according to Shadow, No Shadow...let's go past the south ridge trail and go further today, I feel great, along the valley, condition is good, not muddy yet, up the winding trail to the middle of the ridge, up and over to the other side, down, down the north side, it's been an hour, ran 6 miles today 10 minutes faster than yesterday, bonking a little, niggling pain in my knee, keep going, the sun makes me feel invincible, makes me want to be out in it all day soaking in the uv, drop into Cottonwood Glen Park, back to concrete but only for a bit, turn onto the snow covered dirt path of the park, past walkers who look at me in disbelief that 1)I'm wearing a t-shirt and short shorts; and 2)I'm runing in the snow, past the dog park and the poor souls stuck behind the poopy perimeter of muck, back up into pineridge, Shadow...I'm almost at 7 miles...let's go a bit further so I can get 8 by the time we get home, almost to the top of the ridge, back down and feeling stronger, my body has adapted to the lack of fuel, around the dirt/snow path towards Olander and a 90 degree turn towards Platte Dr., keep an eye on the 20 something hoodlum in his huge truck with his huge tires speeding through the slush...that's right...you better slow down and not spray dirty slush all over me, you punk, back to the house, 8.10 miles, 1 hour 45 minutes, glorious!
Can't wait for tomorrow's run!
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