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Coming up for air

I left office early today (that's 5pm in my world) in search of an experience I've been hearing quite a bit about lately. It appears there is this thing around that provides fresh air, happiness and an overproduction of pheromones in the animal kingdom. They call it "spring". What better way to experience such phenomena than a visit to the local park where squirrels roam trees and birds sing love longs in search of mates. Went home, put on my shorts, a linux t-shirt, my old, tired running shoes and headed for the trails.

I haven't run in far too long. It's been a long winter and even longer start of a baseball season (work, don't ask) so I didn't really look forward to exercise, being out of shape makes it less than fun. I have forgotten how much I enjoyed this.

I ran through the woods taking much needed walking breaks over the particularly muddy or rocky spots. Listened to the birds call out their desires as I jogged. Some unusually brave deer feasted on fresh, green grass by the trail. I tried talking to them, but they weren't particularly responsive. I ran some more. Passed by mountain bikers riding down the muddy trail, a thought of "you shouldn't be riding here, it's too muddy, you're destroying the trails" passed through the more sensible parts of my brain, but I smiled anyway, waved, they didn't. I ran on. Rain sprinkled through the trees and I ran back to the car.

I left drenched in sweat and rain, muscles complaining of being overworked too soon and too much, exhausted but exhilarated, downright inspired.

I'll pay tomorrow.

Comments

Excellent.

That reminds me, I'm long overdue to get my bike cleaned up and ready to ride.

I'll get you running, some day!

You'd think you never listed to a single thing I told you about running. *tsk*

Have you ever noticed that runners/joggers always look miserable on their route? Cyclists on the other hand are always smiling, waving, and altogether happier people.

It might be because we have cooler toys to play with ...

Or maybe because you don't work as hard.

Those are chicken cyclists.

I know all too well about work. While I am usually not that late getting home I usually have homework to do and dinner to fix.

But on the days I can actually get out and walk/jog it is absolutely wonderful.

I miss my wildland firefighting and all those outdoor days... :-(