When does a runner KNOW they are a runner?
Yesterday I ran 4 miles--it was a bit rough. This morning I did yoga. That is going to take time, lots and lots of time! Tonight I was cleaning the living room and decided that I should run to the barn. We live in the country. However, we live in a little corner--there isn't a lot of options for different running scenery. I go out my door, down the road and decide if I am going to run right or left. I have mainly been running right. It is right down our county road. I run whatever distance I want and turn around.
Tonight I decided to run to "the barn". "The barn" is actually not a barn at all. It is actually called the Recreation Center but we all refer to it as "the barn." Our neighbor built this great facility years ago so that his family and others would have a place to do activities. We hold church events, they hold weddings, reunions, hunting parties, etc. It is up a gravel road, against the mountain. I have walked this trail many times but I have never run it. Tonight it just sounded right. I called
MissA and told her where I was going(in case I didn't come back) and headed out. I usually run with my
ipod bud in one ear. I don't like both because I don't feel like I am able to be aware of my surroundings. Well, tonight as I started down the first hill I pulled out my
earbud.
I usually run in the morning. The sounds are so different in the evening! I continued on my run and turned onto the farm road. Instantly I knew this would be a different challenge. I am not used to having to watch for
boulders in the road. I headed down the lane and decided to take the trail that runs up next to the mountain. I am so glad that I did! It was cooler and the smell was heavenly. I could get hooked on trail running. My senses were so much more alert than when I run on the road. They had to be or I would kill myself on a rock or hole! I had to go up a couple small hills and they about killed me. I need to do hills more, maybe I wouldn't be so
slow.
As I ran along the canal road I could see across our little town. I noticed the fields and the color of the sky. The sky was that orange buttery color that makes everything glow. I decided to jump the creek(we say crick) where my children love to play in the summer. As I hopped the rock bridge I realized that I hadn't done that the entire summer! I need to find more time to go and sit at the creek, it is so lovely.
My little mini vacation has had a nice beginning!