Rob and I set out this morning to take a little revenge on the trail that last November had its way with us. The result?
It annihilated us. But it was beautiful out, so I'm pretty happy with it.
Once again we set out to run the 11.5 miles between Chestnut Mountain and Bear Canyon. We brought more than enough water and snacks with us. It was rain-snowing when we left home, but it has been moderately to very warm here the last few weeks so we were hoping that the trails were clear.
Muddy shoes (above)
and muddy legs (right)
It annihilated us. But it was beautiful out, so I'm pretty happy with it.
Once again we set out to run the 11.5 miles between Chestnut Mountain and Bear Canyon. We brought more than enough water and snacks with us. It was rain-snowing when we left home, but it has been moderately to very warm here the last few weeks so we were hoping that the trails were clear.
You can kind of see the snow against Rob's
Subaru. And that's the soccer ball that rolled
its way into our yard and hasn't yet left. Maybe
we'll adopt the little guy.
We both had to drive because we assumed that we'd make the whole trip and we'd need a shuttle. Rob took the fast way and I took the back roads. Then got distracted because I saw this dude on the side of the road.
You may or may not know that I really enjoy making new
Rob was waiting at Bear Canyon, so I picked him up and we drove over to Chestnut Mountain where we suited up, falsely believing that today would be the day we had our revenge.
I'm rocking my new Oiselle knickers. They rule. Super breathable,
lightweight, complete range of motion. Let me know if you want a
coupon for their running clothing. Thanks to this sponsorship gig,
I can totally help get you deals!
And we ran. And ran. We ran a couple miles (maybe 2) in the mud with traces of snow. And then we ran in snow for about a half mile. Then the deep snow hit. Then the really deep snow hit. The kind that you post hole in. Knee-deep. Hip-deep. And we waded onward. We kept slogging through until our legs were so cold and so raw that it hurt to touch them. And we conceded that the trail had bested us again. We maybe made it 7.5-8 miles. And it took 2 hours.
and muddy legs (right)
We decided that the best way to celebrate a tough run was to eat chocolate chip pancakes. I dropped Rob off at his car and headed off on my mission to buy chocolate chips. And can you guess who was still hanging out in the road?
That darn turkey! And his lady friends!
Not long after this, I saw 2 llamas guarding a flock of sheep. Llamas always make me smile. Did you know that they are really good guard animals? They can stomp a mountain lion to death. No joke. Then, after the llamas/sheep, 2 big ol' sandhill cranes flew really closely to my car. Nature is awesome.
The end.
No comments:
Post a Comment