I set out this morning for a shortish run, but I wanted hills. I’m sure you can guess, I was running somewhere in Aliso/Woods. When I took off running through Canyon Vistas Park, the fog was so thick, visibility was low, low, low. Big, slow drops of moisture dropped down upon me.
At the bottom of Cholla, my left glute felt tight, so I laid down on the bench there and stretched it out. While I was at it, I aligned my pelvis and looking up, noticed an beautiful spider web right above my head.
I ran up Cholla in a mist, as fast as I could, noticing webs everywhere. I ran in the same white mist a while on West Ridge, stopping to take photos of webs here and there. And then concentrating on powering up hills, I almost missed the beauty encasing me!
There I was running above an ocean of clouds. A literal sea of clouds! Can you believe, so involved with powering up my run, I nearly missed it? Talk about not stopping to smell the roses. The sun shined brightly on the ridge, while peaks from nearby hills poked out from the clouds like islands in the sky.
Running on West Ridge (looking back at Saddleback Mountains)
Me, Sweating in the Sun, in background a Sea of Clouds
In all, I logged 6.11 miles this morning on an out-and-back to Top of the World. It was a good run. Finally again, a run where everything was beautiful.
Fantastically beautiful. I miss the hills.
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