An Ode to Trail Running

trail running

Trail running is something I’d love to do more of, but haven’t yet. Mostly because I have to drive to all the trails!

My daughter and I ran a half marathon a few years ago that was through some wooded trails in a local state park. It was gorgeous, especially since it was mid-October and the fall color was peaked.

But the middle four miles was all up and down large hills — it was hard! And stumbling over rocks down steep declines made it rough. But I’d do it again…as long as I train better for the hills.

I love this pic—my sister Katy wrote this and pasted it on a photo of hers.

I had to laugh when she told me a friend had said, “Sounds miserable!” But Katy had meant it to be a good thing, of course.

I guess it’s one of those unexplainable things in life. Why do we run? Especially when we have to dodge rocks, hurdle roots and splash through muddy puddles?

It’s more than “because it’s good for me.” For some reason, some of us enjoy this. Call us crazy.

But then we outdoorsie types love to do a lot of things others think is crazy. Like sleeping on the ground in a tent. Hiking over hill and dale while swatting mosquitoes and flies. Or being outside in 10 degrees and three feet of snow.

Oh well. I think the ones who love to spend the day in the mall are crazy, so we’re even 🙂

What do you think of when you read Katy’s poem?

(Photo/poem © 2015 by Katy Schalla Lesiak. Used by permission)

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