The Run, Mill Trail, Mont Vernon, NH, 7/14/16
It took me through the woods, and eventually came to a stream with rocks available to cross, as seen in the picture above. Very nice, if somewhat buggy.
And why did I choose to run, rather than not to run, today? Was it because of my recent drives on back country roads that I had run in my earlier years? Or thinking about the cooler temperatures on the summer mornings? Or coming across a field mouse, tripping over himself to get out of my way? Or that giant fungus about two feet across at the base of a might oak? Or the dogs quietly observing me -- good boy? Or the gentle babble of slow moving water in the stream? Or is it the not-knowing of where one is headed, but trusting one will find their way home? Or perhaps that gentle tightness in the stomach, perhaps there is some fat-burning underway? Or the light sweat, that actually tingles the skin as it begins, making you think a mosquito has landed? Or those crazy deer flies that buzz incessantly? Or listening to my favorite Buddhist teacher (Gil Fronsdal) in my ears? Or anticipation of the cool shower as I head down my driveway?
Yeah, it's one of those reasons for sure. Maybe all of them. I'm just glad I laced up the shoes finally. Hopefully, more to follow.