I love finding new trails in familiar parks. Yesterday I went out for a light run leaving around 4:30 with my only goal of finish whatever you do at dusk. Even though I love these types of runs I very seldom do them. You know the type... just run where you please for however long you please; see a path, go down it; see a set of stairs, run up them. Typically I stick to my plan to ensure I get my miles in; you know, cause I can only ever be motivated to run if I have a race I'm training for.
Yesterday I threw all of that behind me and just ran for fun; did what I pleased. Passed a huge flight of stairs and I ran up them, saw a new trail and went down it.
Ever find something so beautiful that it makes you stop dead in your tracks, admire it, and take a picture. This did it for me. I had to force myself sprint up that steep hill lingering right beside the lovely creek. As I sprinted I looked back to get one last look and what did I see...
About a dozen or so army men in full combat with guns drawn in my direction. They were moving in formation to take control of the creek I was just admiring. My first thought was "who the hell is in the park! Are we under attack?!" I ran on figuring the area they just came from was surely safe and came upon another group of fully combatted out military men. As I turned a mile or so later to head to my car there were another couple army guys who had pitched a tent in the tall grass; one reading a book the other laying on the ground with a gun ready to fire.
In other news... 8 days till the Princess Half Marathon!!!!!
2 comments:
That looks like a wonderful spot to run. Good luck with Princess next weekend... you are going to have so much fun.
Amanda :)
(PS... thanks for the visit to Amanda's Weekly Zen)
That looks like a wonderful spot to run. Good luck with Princess next weekend... you are going to have so much fun.
Amanda :)
(PS... thanks for the visit to Amanda's Weekly Zen)
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