Adventure...

 There is frost on my car windows...

A chill in the air....

It’s hard to imagine that just yesterday I was waking up to sunshine...

Mountains....

Flip-flops....

And the company of a good friend....

That’s the beauty of a running trip....

It’s a magical adventure that can carry you a thousand miles away...

To a place close enough,

Yet so foreign....

Its shared laughter....

Victories...

And failures....

Bumps...

Bruises...

Tight It Bands....

Warm hugs...

Epic aid stations....

And finish line stories....

Unkempt Bands...

And wood fired pizza...

hypothermia...

And new connections...

It’s a world that removes you from the mundane...

The stressed of every day and puts you in that magical moment where, if you could, you would exist forever....

It’s the jokes and stories from hours in a car....

The sights...

The food....

A bowl of soul....

And warm cheesecake....

The smell of funky shoes....

Wet Gear....

And Post run beers....

Hours of Playlists....

And laughter...

As I sit here this morning prompting myself to prepare for my daily life...

I cannot help but sink back into that feeling for just a moment....

The joy of an adventure well done....

And the anticipation of preparing for the next one....

(Rainshadow Running Gorge falls Ultra March 29 2014)