A Little Run

What used to be a big run for me...3 or so miles...has now become a little run.

Funny how quickly it changes.

Today I ran Otter Trail and Second Gate.

The weather was warm and sunny. Not like the Midwest, getting pounded with record tornados. The trees are gorgeous!!! Bright yellow and red. It's truly magnificent.

I started out feeling great. No leg pain, no knee pain, no pain to speak of at all.
It stayed that way until just before reaching the gate. My chest started to hurt. It felt tight and I knew that if it got any worse, I'd have to stop and walk for a bit.

Luckily, it subsided before I got back to American River Trail.

I know I have crossed some imaginary line that puts me half way there. Am I already half gone?

What did I see on today's run?

I saw the same black old shriveled banana peel that has sat for at least a week on the big hill leading up to sweetwater...honestly, I thought some hungry animal would have gobbled it up by now. I guess they don't like banana peels. Go figure.

A man (I think a contractor) waved at me. I tried to see if I knew him...but the truck went by to fast for me to get a glimpse of his face. I did notice a name on the side of the truck and I know I didn't recognize it. I just got the feeling he was a contractor...can't really explain why.

Not much else happened. What a boring run, really.

What was I thinking about? I'll just keep that to myself.

Man, I need to find some new places to run. I need a change!!!!