This morning the skies were gray, the air wet, the breeze cool. I climbed the steepest trail (Mentally Sensitive) and it did a great job of clearing my mind.
I found a new trail behind the park at The Top of the World. Of course, I HAD TO investigate. It was a short trail, .15 of a mile, with vast views and wooden tables with three bench seats each, placed periodically along the edge.
When I ran down Mathis Trail on my way back into Wood Canyon, I stopped by the creek for a look at my crawdad friends. Surprisingly, I didn’t see any in the pool. Simply standing there, I focused on my surroundings, for no particular reason. I wasn’t tired. I wasn’t thinking. I was just taking in my world when I noticed the crawdads. They were climbing up the rocks, in the algae and rushing water. Crazy crawdads! I have no idea what they were doing. Lots of guesses, but I haven’t Googled it yet.
Then I ran into Wood Canyon for a cool relaxing run back to the truck. I passed a blue heron on the way. He stood like a statue as I ran by rather closely. In all I covered 11.12 miles, happily.