I had my first really great run in weeks this morning.
Headed up to Park City to do the Jeremy Ranch run that Jake and Andrea "discovered" last year. What a beautiful run. Perfect dirt road the whole way, a stream that parallels the road, lots of wildlife, cows, horses, gently rolling hills, no traffic. One of those "why I moved to Utah" runs. I'm pretty sure there is no more beautiful state in the nation.
I'm kind of embarrassed that it took me ten years to get clued into this run.
Anyway, I ran out a little over six miles and then turned around for 12.25 miles in 1:33:30. I was keeping it right at about 7:40 pace until I bumped into none other than Jake Krong himself on the way back. I was happy that Jake decided to join me at my pedestrian pace which I was forced to ratchet up to a scathing 7:10. I have a little pride.
Soaked my legs in the ice cold creek for 20 minutes after the run waiting for Jake who was running a couple more. Just a little foot pain - very encouraging.
Also was digging my new Montrail Bajada trail running shoes which I was breaking in this morning. Does dirt road count as a trail run?
Nice afternoon and evening. We went to the Fort Douglas Cemetery. I didn't realize how old it was - dedicated in 1862. Lots of Mexican War and Civil War Veterans buried there. Abby and Andy brought some flowers to place on the graves. Grilled hamburgers and played badminton. Jake came over and was a good sport with Andy as usual. Almost had to quit the badminton when we got all the birdies stuck in our trees plus a racquet thrown up to try to knock the birdies down, plus a small shovel. The tree was pretty well decorated.