|This is EVEN WORSE than what I imagined in my nightmare.|
Which of these images was worse for you? EXACTLY.
Everyone in my running group knows that I do NOT like trail running for the following reasons:
1. Ticks--isn't that reason enough?
2. Exposed roots--the scabs from my last fall are finally gone, but the scars remain in my psyche. . .and on my knees.
3. Hills and steps.
Because of reasons #2 and #3 trail running makes me feel old and demoralized. I'm afraid I'll twist an ankle coming down a hill. . . and that makes me feel old. I have to stop running and walk the steps. . .and that makes me feel demoralized. I don't want to feel this way; I want to feel like a badass.
Today I approached the trail with a new attitude: I am not going for a run; I am going for a HIKE. Hikers can walk when they want. Hikers don't have to pace. If I run a little bit during my HIKE, so much the better. This seems silly, but it was exactly the mind-game I needed to play with myself to approach this trail with any sort of optimism, and it totally worked.
I even ran (I mean HIKED) the trail without music.
If I had emerged from the tall grass with even one little tick, this would have been a VERY different post.