TALES FROM THE TRAIL (AND SOMETIMES THE ROAD TOO)

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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Restart

This morning I pushed the “Restart” button and went for my first run of this NON TRAINING week.  For some reason this whole “training” thing is throwing me for a loop.  I’m filled with guilt, regret and disappointment at various points during the week.  Yuk.  I DO NOT like that one bit.  I would rather just RUN. 

I love to run trails.  So, this week, that is exactly what I’m going to do.  I’m NOT training.  I’m merely running on dirt, on trails, in the lovely wilderness. 

Whatever mileage I run is the mileage I run.  Period.  Next week, I’ll get back to “training.”  And if I don’t, OH WELL.  I’m approaching 48 years of age for goodness-sake, I  really am happy that I’m able to do what I can.  Though I played lots of sports, I was NEVER a contender, nor was I was I someone to look back on.  (Occasionally, out-of-no-where, I’d hit a triple out of the blue – so I was considered decent. – I however, never considered myself decent.  I was so achieving the grades)  I never, EVER thought that I could achieve physically.  I was the sissy girl.  Perhaps that is why trail running has hit such a nerve with me.  I don’t have to run fast.  I just have to endure,

I left the house this morning with all the boys (& man, as in husband) still asleep.  I went for a short out-and-back to Top of the World overlooking Laguna Beach. 

I felt just right.  I didn’t feel weak.  I didn’t feel overly strong, but I kept a decent pace.  I didn’t care though about pace however, especially since  my Sunday fail.  So I spent a bit of time at the Top of the World overlooking a Pacific Ocean covered with billowy clouds.  Bliss (without alcohol or any other any hallucinogenic – not that I would actually know about that).

Surprisingly, I came across more than usual the amount of runners than I have lately.  That’s probably because I got an early start.  That of course meant for much cooler temperatures.  Glory.

Of course I am a runner kind of crazy:

Feeling FINE, running up cholla trail toward Top of The Word(I’m not too sure at this point):

6 comments:

  1. I love how you get out on the trails even though you are not training! I think I feel the same about trail running as you do. It is perfect for my ability and style of running. I can just move along and enjoy and never need to worry about racing.

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    1. Thanks Johann. I was going a bit looney there and had to take a few days off. I think I'm off on the right track now.

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  2. Nice to hear you took it easy on yourself and enjoyed the run. I forget to do that all too often.

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    1. I do too Lumberjack, forget that is. Thanks for reading!

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  3. Runners are the BEST kind of crazy.

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    1. If you say so Giraffy. LOL. No, I think they are too. I was just getting a little too crazy. Needed to pull back some.

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