On Friday, I saw a picture of one of my Facebook friends, Erika, who was happily running along a snowy ledge, up in Provo Canyon. I was inspired.
So Saturday, I drove up to Y Mountain and started off, Southward, on the Bonneville Shoreline Trail. It was beautiful. Off to my right, I took in a view of my beautiful, icy Utah Lake. Just gorgeous. If you stick to running on asphalt and never venture off the road, you will never get the full implication of what it is to live here in Utah.
The drawback to this kind of scenery is that the terrain takes you up an down, up, up and down. I didn’t feel the pain at the time. Mostly I just felt like I didn’t have a ton of energy. But now I realize that because I “took off” most of February (the pneumonia, remember?), I have a lot of work to do to get back to being able to run longer distances, and certainly rougher terrain.
Along the way, I ran in to a couple of ladies walking a dog, a guy with a rifle (ok?) and nothing else. It’s mostly just me on this trail. I had actually intended to run about 6-7 miles, but noticed that after a while there were no more footprints on this trail. Except for one set, quite fresh: Big Paws. Being an inexperienced naturalist with no bear spray, or what have you, I turned around and called five miles “good enough”.
I felt myself slipping on several of the hills in this run, which might account (I’ve read) for some of the pelvic pain I’ve been experiencing. I was running in my road Altras, so who knows. For sure I need to invest in some crampons, or whatever, so that I’m not all over the icy stretches of trail.
This week I had a small revelation: It’s interesting that during a run it’s a real struggle to take in the view, notice the beauty around me, appreciate that I’m making a great memory that will likely be something I mull on in my older years, when I’m no longer able to run on trails like the BST. I spend a lot of time concentrating on “getting up that hill”, or keeping a pace, making it to the finish, etc. However I then spend the rest of the day and the stretch of time leading up to my next run, romanticizing how great it is to run. Sort of funny, really.
Two days after: My right shin, both calves, left achilles, right arch, aforementioned pelvis are still sore. Took today (Monday) off. Will see about a run tomorrow.
Run details here.
Regrets: I took nary a picture. No bear spray.
What I liked: The trail. Man, I wish I could run this trail every day.
Thoughts: Man, I have GOT to get my kids into running, someday. This is one of the greatest parts of my life.