Spring...

Finally, Spring has arrived. It has been a very long winter here in the Berkshires, a long winter of running on pavement. But today I was finally able to get back to the Applachian Trail, it felt as if I was  home, running through the woods. I had to be more conscious of where I placed my feet, each step, as the roots seemed to grow over the winter. The clocked was stopped as I slowed just to listen to the silence, the squirrel who always sounds like a bear, the songbirds and an occasional breeze. This section of the trail is only a mile, but it is a beautiful mile. I find God when I slow down, when I listen, when I am aware of my breath. It was a very good run indeed.

The grass is greener

Seen on my run yesterday...a couple of escapees...

Suny Oneonta

Holy Hills Batman. That was a run. I set out the other morning, a windy cold Spring day in Oneonta, NY. I didn't have a map, I just ran, no set mileage in mind, just exploration. I ended up running 6.5 miles, but those miles were all hills. This is good for me, I need to challenge my body, I tend to avoid hills when I run at home. But this was an exploration run, I didn't know what I was getting myself into. When I returned I felt amazing, a wee bit sore, but amazing. I found a windy reservoir road that brushed against farmland and riverfront. I saw numerous woodchuck and red-tailed hawk. I didn't know what was around the corner, so I didn't have the option of psyching myself out. Mystery Runs, think I will try that more often.