Welcome Back

This morning Larry welcomed me back to our trail running group with a perfect card and note ; the timing could not have been more appropriate, since today, I felt like I was back.

Had you asked me last night if we would even be running this morning I'd have to say it was doubtful. By six P.M. Yesterday we had two inches of snow with more predicted. Fortunately, the bulk of the snow passed to our North.

Following the best night of sleep that I've had in six months I was happy to see no more snow had fallen, roads were clear so game on. The trails were in better shape than expected with patchy snow and some mud. Trees and Mountain Laurel hung onto powdered snow just waiting to dump their treasure down the neck of any runner who happened to just brush a limb. For those not running completely “Heads Down” it was like running through a wonderland.

My original plan was to run to Delauter Road and back for a little more then a six mile run. Completing the run I stood around yacking with my fellow runners until they left. Several of our group had elected to run twelve,  they were still out on the trails; fueled with a bagel and a beer I decided I'd run another loop and time it to finish when they did.

I thought I'd take it easy but once I started, I felt a stride and energy that I had not felt in months. For the next three miles there were times I felt like I was flying.

Mike