Of course. As soon as I post about how I love running the trails and I'm so glad to have discovered them, the roads remind me how great a run can be there, too.
The sun was shining. It was a balmy (compared to last week, at least) 33*F. It was afternoon. My legs were sore from the 11 (give or take a mile!) on the trails yesterday and ice skating lessons with my little one this morning. I had no expectations, just wanted to get out and soak up some Vitamin D.
It was rough. My legs were tired. I set out very slowly, not paying attention to pace at all. I made a bargain with myself...I was allowed to be done after I hit 3 miles. Funny thing happened...I got past 2.5miles and I was fine. In fact, I was feeling so good, I had to MAKE myself turn around so I would only have about 5miles today. First, I didn't have time to run farther. Second, I had no water or fuel, so I knew going more than another 2 miles or so could result in a disaster.
[caption id="attachment_507" align="alignleft" width="124"] How could I not enjoy this?[/caption]
Maybe it was the sun. Maybe it was the fact that I have been having a great time on the trails. Maybe it was a much needed attitude adjustment. Maybe it was the endorphins. I don't know. But whatever it was, I'm glad it happened. I'm glad I felt like I could run forever and was reminded that there is beauty to be found everywhere, not just in the woods.