Hawk Hundred Eve

The two-week taper makes me feel week and soft. Or maybe it’s the lack of sore muscles talking, because my short taper-length runs have felt fabulous for my feet and mood. My calf has healed, and I feel like I have more energy. Hopefully this carries over through tomorrow, my first trail marathon.

Sometimes I need to run alone.

I can’t help but feel emotional and full of joy when I think about running tomorrow, regardless of how my run actually goes. I’m grateful for my coach, Head Tramp Coleen, and all my running partners these past few months. I’d be a different person right now, had it not been for that first trail run back in March.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I — I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. — robert frost

Trail running has been vital to my post-divorce recovery.

Running has helped me find and define the single, almost-empty-nester me in my 40s.

Tramps Like Us, Baby We Were Born to Run.

On a good run, I’m reminded of how I feel when I ride my bike, Sparky, and lift my feet off the pedals to coast downhill, ringing the bell at people I pass. I’m reminded of the four-year-old me the first time I successfully rode my little yellow bike without training wheels, flying down a grassy hill, feeling like “I’ve got this!,” while also hoping for the softest landing and minimal bruising.

Lately, I’ve been having a lot of that Teenage Feeling, minus the angst. Who knew my 40s would be so fun?

That Teenage Feeling, by Neko Case

One Response to Hawk Hundred Eve

  1. Yay Rikki! So inspiring. I’m tired of this hospital thing…gonna have to make some big changes! Good luck in the h race!