I went out for a short run this morning in the woods around my place. It’s the first run I’ve been on since the 30k on Sunday and I must say that I felt surprisingly well. It was a pleasant run and since it’s been raining the creek was flowing at a healthy rate and everything down there looked beautiful and lush. I didn’t think that it had rained that much, but apparently I’m not much of a rain gauge.
Anyway, I slipped and fell into the water (yes again) right after the bridge so I decided to just get my feet wet and ran or walked through the parts of the trail that were covered in water. After all, I’m supposed to be a trail a runner now instead of a wimpy road runner that deosn’t want to get his feet wet, right?
Tomorrow, the power line loop on the greenbelt, yeehaw!
damn straight, get those feet wet!
okay, maybe not the best advice (any blisters yet?)…
Wet feet rock! I love it when it sucks!
I’m done channelling follow the bleeder