This past Saturday Alon headed the group and took us trail running, which I'd never done before. As soon as we hit the trail head the dreary feeling that I so often associate with actually-being-out-running went away -- the woods weren't the traffic-light littered streets of Philly, it was really beautiful. The trails were often no more than a foot wide and you'd need, occasionally, to leap over fallen trees or streams and it was exhilarating. I found myself, for maybe the first time, feeling like I wasn't pushing my body, rather my body was pulling me through these paths, showing me these wonderful things -- like this was the reward for all the hard work, a body that won't stop, legs that don't fatigue, sides that never ache. It felt like I'd never get out of breath (we were running significantly slower than normal because of all the turns and dense vegetation) and after a while I found myself thinking I've run six miles, how come I'm not tired?
Somewhere along the line I got stung in the leg by a wasp which took my mind off of any other pain I might have experienced, later I found out that one other person got stung too, but that's the price you pay.
Running through the forest, you may clickenzee to embiggen!
It was a spectacular experience and I think it's also going to be Saturday's long-run. We split up after 10 miles and I slugged it out to 14 because my milage is sucking lately and I've been creeping my weight back up. People who are interested in doing the trail run but not running 14 miles can ride their bikes to the trail head and the trail run is about 5 or 6 miles, the pace is pretty easy, it's not like a 10k all out race, plus, nobody gets left behind.
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