Well today’s run was an interesting experiment. I was supposed to choose a not-too-steep hill and do hill repeats. Run up. Walk down. Run up. Walk down. Repeat. We’ve all done that and we know it’s good for us, right?
So I did. Ran up and walked down the same 1/10th of a mile 15 times. (Maybe it was longer than 1/10th, I didn’t bother to actually MEASURE it.)
But I found that every time I went up and down, I saw something different. I took the time to get very familiar with that little stretch of dirt.
I started out looking at the clouds. Some days I think runners are a lot like farmers. Always looking at the sky. Wondering if it will rain or if it will hold off until I’ve done what I need to do.
And I looked at the side of the road. And saw:
Lovely dark purple alfalfa.
And…wild strawberries. Of course I took a small strawberry break. If God wants to give me running snacks, I will eat them.
By the time I was done my repeats the sky was looking a little more threatening.
And I had really enjoyed taking my time on these slow repeats. I definitely see more of these dawdling runs in my future.