happy trails
in celebration of National Trails Day
First came 10Ks, then half-marathons, then marathons and after I finished Boston, I thought, now what, because I have always wanted more, something, anything, and more of it.
Marathons became ultramarathons; asphalt became dirt. I hit the trail and I unplugged: no GPS, no music, no phone. Each dusty footstep connecting with Mother Earth.
50Ks and 50-milers; Imogene Pass; Durango Double; Grand Canyon Rim-to-Rim-to-Rims; the Flagstaff aid station at 9000 feet that offered oxygen tank hits.
I have found my more and something else: wings and freedom and the gift of living in the moment. Why it’s called the present.
Wow, just wow! You are AWESOME, and I love every word of this post. YES to wings and freedom and living in the moment!
Amie, I have spent six months barely exercising - I want to WANT to get out there again, but I DON'T want to. I will. I will try. I KNOW I love to walk - until the weather became (and remained!) dreadful in October I would walk for hours and hours and hours. Now I'm just out of the habit - and I've even dropped my long sessions in the living room doing YouTube HIIT sessions!
So: thank you so very much for the inspiration. No, I'm not going ultra - nor am I even running - but oh boy, I'm going to walk. Fitness was my friend - I need to find her again.
I’m a dedicated walker, hiker, and backpacker. Running is not for me, but I love reading about your love for it!