On Good Friday, Paul and I hit up Pinchot Park for a disc golf/running date. I was scared to trail run. I haven't been on the trail in months. Even though I used to run trail all the freaking time, the task ahead seemed daunting. I remembered how difficult it was and I didn't know if my body was ready for it. But with a trail half marathon coming up at the end of May, I knew I only had a couple more weekends in which I could actually train on the terrain of the race. It was so weird to be afraid of running on a trail I have run sooooooo many times. What was there to be afraid of? Pain? Failure? The unknown? I was extremely intimidated.
It felt strange putting on my trail shoes. They feel so different from my road shoes.
I wear Mizuno Wave Ascends. I think they are the trail version of my Wave Riders.
I probably need a new pair, but at this point I think I am going to wear these for my race in May.
I ran the Lakeside Trail at Pinchot Park. It goes around the entire lake and is not too technical or hilly. It was a great place to ease my way back into trail running! I did some out and backs so that I was never more than a 10 minute sprint away from where Paul was playing disc golf. I have to be available in case he has any problems.
As you can tell from the picture, it was a pretty dreary day, but it was warm and humid. I wore shorts and could have been in just my sports bra if I wanted to. What a difference from my morning runs this week where it was in the low to mid 20s!
I ran into Paul around Mile 2. He was killing it on the disc golf course!
The section of trail I started on wasn't too technical, and it didn't feel like any more of an effort than my neighborhood runs felt. That was a relief! After about a mile, I wasn't afraid anymore. I felt good! And I was smelling smells I hadn't smelled in a long time! It was a combination of warm weather, rain, and THE WOODS!
Augh hunting! I hate it. I did hear gunshots in the distance but it was many, so I think it was just a shooting range or something.
This was not a hard run due to the terrain not being technical, but it was just what I needed to at least get some confidence back. I wasn't even sore the next day! Next up... something more difficult!
When was the last time you were legitimately afraid of something running related?