Do you ever find yourself awake before the crack of dawn on a Saturday morning? Personally, I try and avoid it as much as possible because I don't seem to get enough sleep during the week and Saturday's are my one and only day to sleep in. Well, this morning I found myself awakened by that ever-instrusive alarm clock at the bright and unforgiving time of 5:35am. For me this signals the start of the work day, not a Saturday morning; however, this Saturday was not like most others.
Today, I was awakening early to begin, what I hope will be the beginning, of a renewed passion of trail running. In early posts, I have blogged about taking up mountain biking and trail running. Growing up I always loved the trails. The single-track trails would wind through plush forests flanked on either side by bushes or streams, and it just seemed peaceful – you also felt fast. Many single-track trails were winding and would easily lend themselves to the slowing and quickening of pace – a bear to pass, but boy could you hum along. Today, I found myself at 8:00am standing on the start line of the Malibu Creek 4 mile trail run. A narly uphill awaited just as you finished the first mile, which I quickly found out that the 8-10 week layoff was really catching up to me. The soreness of using muscles that you haven't used was at times unbearable, but I pressed on – walking though. And then somewhere between miles 1 and 2, you made a sharp right turn and up the single-track I began to climb. The view was amazing. I seemed to do most of my walking on the uphills wishing that I hadn't laid off my exercising as much as I did; however, the single-track downhill was rapidly approaching. I had been passed by a few people and quickly, but cautiously caught them on the downhill which is the better of my running. Heading for home, the last mile seemed like an eternity, but I kept trucking along, slowing to almost a snail's pace but I just kept picking the feet up and putting them down one after another. Surprisingly when I crossed the finish line my time was within about a minute of last year's time which was a surprise, but my coach said I still have a good base.
Next challenge – lose some of that weight and keep up the biking and running. Next race – October so I have some time. Until we meet again on the trails or in the pages – enjoy life!
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