|Watching a bird hover over my head ~|
|There's a bluebird on the signpost ~|
|Stormy weather ~|
I slept in until 9:30 and after drinking a couple of cups of coffee and hugging my two sweet golden dogs (20 miles at once is too much for the fluffies. I had to leave them at home today.) I headed up the canyon in Frau Holda, my white Subaru.
|Muddy buddy ~|
|The route, the stats ~|
As I neared the top of the Flying Dog section, the trail got quite greasy and I thought to myself how bad the usually-muddy section would be: likely impassable-muddy. So I opted for The Preserve Connector Trail, cutting off a couple of miles from my route, but thinking that I was ok with it because now the snow was starting to fly and the wind was a gusty 30mph.
I ran as fast as my little legs would carry me the last three and a half miles to the car. I thought to myself several times, "I just want to go home, " and "Why do I always get caught in this awful weather?" But I guess when you spend four hours running around in the mountains in mid-April, you are bound to hit a little bit of weather once in a while.
|Post-run warm up ~|