Squeeze in a 20 miler just two days before a big race directing stint? Why not! We are pretty organized this week, not to say that we don't still have a lot of stuff to do. Both James and I are training for long summer races/FKTs, so getting in some good running is a high priority. Plus how can we resist playing on the trails in such a cool place?
|That's right, this is part of the trail.|
My hands and feet began to get cold as I postholed through a section 10 miles out. Ok, I've had enough. We head back, flying down the trail like a bird swooping on the breeze to the undulating hillside. Me, trying to avoid rocks and terrain that lifts my right heel. It shoots with sharp pain when it gets lifted in just the right angle. This has been going on for months, and only phases me a little. We make good time down the trail, returning to the truck to head back into town. We still have a full day of race directing work to do and it's 2pm.
|James runs through the burnt trees|
|Around 5,000 ft we hit some snow patches|
|There were many trees down, which made the route slower especially on the way up the mountain. On the way down, they were fun to leap over!|
|Once a trail builder...always a trail builder. james diverts water off the trail with a water bar and by hoisting a large tree off the trail. I watch on, a bit impatiently...|
|Wearing road shoes on this trail run was not the most brilliant idea I've had lately. I love minimal, but my feet have not been loving minimal. I've got some PF and tendonitis that's "under control". Ahem.|
|Heaven. I love the downhill.|
|That water was reeeeally cold.|