I met a bunch of new people today when a friend and I joined them for a trail run. The woman taking the selfie here ran 28 miles yesterday, and here she was today. Another woman – older than me! – is running the Barkley Marathons 50K next weekend in Tennessee. I’m out of my league.
I thought my hiking days were over for the summer season, but thanks to foggy mornings, friends willing to join me on early runs, and an impulsive registration in a trail 1/2 in August, runs in the mountains will continue for a while yet. 😬
When we first moved to our suburban rental house, I found solace at the REI in the nearby mall (which has since closed). Along with a running group I found on Facebook, a trail book I bought there has helped me appreciate living on the edge of civilization. For example, last year I ran a trail 1/2 marathon around the lake behind our house. I decided to do it again since the course was flat, beautiful and so close by.
As you can see, the water level is high. Because of that and unbeknownst to me, the race course was significantly changed in the past week. What was a flat course became one with significant altitude climbs. But that led to some lovely views.
I am now at a point where I appreciate having all this to enjoy in our backyard while we’re here. It only took me 2 years, and quite a bit of ibuprofen, but I’ve arrived.
The view of Baker and so much more, from atop Mt. Constitution on Orcas Island. We could even see Vancouver’s downtown buildings. It was well worth having to fork out $10 for a Discovery pass, because I left ours at home. It also helps that I found $60 while beach combing after lunch. A stellar vacation day overall. Cheers!