Dreaming of Trails......

Times get tough so the tough get moving.  Times like this warrant pulling up my big-girl panties [don't laugh at me, I really do have superhero underwear] and telling myself to suck it up buttercup.

I am in urgency mode, have been for too many months now.  It seems to be a phase I am in.  You know what a driven personality like mu-ah must do, right?  Hit the trails.  Yup, run, hike or bike, my choice except, duh [smack center forehead] it is late winter here in Minneapolis and I am stuck.  Stuck inside due to cold brisk winds, icy streets and reactive airway lungs that spazz out when I breathe in too much cold air. 

So I am dreaming.....again...of the days of summer and hitting the trails by foot or by bike. Yes I love them both.  I love love love jogging...albeit a turtle pace.  I really love the thrill of mountain biking the singletrack trail near my home or realizing my need for speed on my road bike.  Warp speed...weeeeeee!

 

These bring me peace.  The utter simplicity of being in the elements; the purity of the air, the chatter of small animals and birds, the freedom of movement, the clean crisp smell of the outdoors and the sheer  mystique of nature settle my inner self and quiet my noisy head.  It is here that I am neither in control or out of control, only moving forward one step / crank of the pedal in time.   I feel nothing but on top of the world.  And it feels great. 

Be Well