Hey All;
Just checking in
I finished my first trail half-marathon yesterday
Challenging but also amazing. Think I'm hooked.
Us boozers and our addictive personalities. . .
I ran through hardwood forests, waded a creek, climbed through pine woods
to a fire tower (1 mile climb to get there), past cliffs that held an old
Native American settlement, saw lovely forest pools with yellow autumn leaves with waterfalls spilling into them at a trickle.
All amazing in more or less in my backyard. I live in a beautiful place.
When drinking I spent weekends in my house, missing all of this.
Was I fast? No, nearly last.
Am I tired today? You bet.
But I'm not hungover, regretful, or sad.
Just inspired by nature and the strength I keep finding in myself.
I'm so glad to be sober