Trail Run

It's been a long time since I've been trail running.  I had a bit of  a trail running accident last year...(you can read all about it here)... and I've been a little bit scared out of my mind apprehensive about going again.  The funny thing is, it hasn't been as long as I thought.  I posted on Facebook that it was February 2009.  Nope.  It was February 2010.  Still, I haven't been on a trail run since then.  Lame I know.

My cute husband loves to trail run.  I love to do stuff with him.  He wanted to go trail running yesterday morning and invited me along.  I said yes.  Really more for him than me.  But, it was a yes nonetheless.

It was a great morning in Tucson.  We just don't see clouds that often - and to be able to run under them - heaven!  It wasn't too hot or too cold.  A dog in the parking lot tagged along with us the whole way.  I thought we would lose him, but we never did.  I should have taken a picture.  I was busier concentrating on not falling down.  Or tripping.  Or the million other things I was worried that would land me in the ER again.  None of them happened.  Did I really think that lightning would strike in the same place twice?  Maybe.  But then, I'm that person that always goes to worst case scenario first.  I managed to pick my feet up and put them down again for 5.33 miles without stumbling, skidding, or sliding along the trail.  Not an easy feat in some places where the dirt is really just loose rocks of all shapes going down a slope into a dry wash.

The best part?  OK - the best part besides the fact that I didn't have blood running down my legs at the end?  There is a hill in the middle of this that kills.  I have never made it up this hill without feeling like I am going to throw up.  Yesterday was different.  I'm not sure if it was because I was so worried about where I was placing my feet or the fact that my kids were busy texting me and I couldn't respond, but *I barely noticed this hill at all*.  Though I have been training on hills, I really hadn't run any in the last month since my half marathon.  This info made me practically giddy when I realized it.

Back in the parking lot, the dog hobbled home.  We got in the truck to go home.  A totally uneventful ending to a really nice run.  Worst case scenarios don't always happen.