Ran a little later than usual because I wanted to run in the snow.
Two llamas, a lot of fog, a little sun and Dark Hollow from Blue Mountain Brewery. I was hoping for Concealed Darkness, but Dark Hollow never disappoints.
Cold, beautiful and really, really slow.
I am ridiculously slow and cautious on the leaf-covered rocky trails now. I’m so worried about spraining my ankle again. It’s frustrating and I hope I get over it soon.
It’s nice to have such a patient training partner, though.
Someone hung a swing in the woods, which was particularly nice today because I didn’t really feel like running.
It was warm and the leaves were colorful, so I don’t know why I didn’t feel like running. Just one of those days, I guess.
Wasn’t I just complaining about not being able to run?
It finally looked and felt like fall.
Not the best year for color, but still beautiful.
And Spooky was on tap at Blue Mountain, which made it pretty much a perfect fall day in the mountains.
A full week off from running because of a stupid chest cold.
I was hoping for at least 8 miles today, but my body had other plans. I’m trying to feel good about the fact that I’m listening to my body and taking it easy, but not running is so much harder than running is.
It was a gorgeous day to be in the mountains though.
We took a day-long bus tour from Edinburgh through the Highlands up to Loch Ness. While the Highlands were spectacular and I’m so glad I got to see them, one day on a bus was not long enough! I wanted so badly to explore, but there just wasn’t time.
Now I want to go back and do some hiking, biking and trail running.
I searched every field hoping to spot a Highland Coo and actually saw a couple, but wasn’t able to get any pictures. They’re such cool creatures!
I may have developed a slight Highland Coo obsession while I was in Scotland.