The Kennebec River has a smell.
Not the gross dead rotting things kind of smell that people from some places are used to. But an inviting, delicious smell that makes my tail wag and my heart thump.
I watched the evening sun dance on the waters of Wyman Lake as I made my way home from work, and I realized the sun was dancing on…water.
I gave a little yelp of glee. The north half of the lake was iced out.
Not able to keep my eyes off the lake, I rolled the window down and breathed in deep. The river and the lake are the same water, and as I drove the winding S curves up the lake towards the river and home, I could smell that sweetness that I craved.
There is this run that I like to do – a nice little out and back that is almost entirely along the river. Often there are bald eagles or osprey catching the wind currents and scanning the water for food. I prefer to run it in the evening because the light hits the water just right, twirling with the current. I drink it all in and disappear into myself a little. It is perfect.
I needed to do this run tonight. Like right now.
Suddenly impatient to get home, my foot pushed harder on the accelerator. Parking haphazardly in the driveway, I sped into the house, throwing my work clothes off as I ran up the stairs to get changed into my long-neglected running gear.
I am not really sure what my hurry was. Or why, now, after months (ehemm…and months) of not running at all that I suddenly was on fire to pound the pavement.
But I HAD to go.
I busted out the door and headed north, moving quickly through town. Everything from the day started to melt away, and it was just me. Before I knew it, I was there, running along the river, getting lost in the swirling light of the currents, breathing in the scent of home.
Hey there – I know I know. I have been really horrible at posting to this blog for like…2 years. I plan on reviving it and posting weekly again. Honest. I am done with Ironman, really. I am. It was fun, but I am moving on. I sold my TT bike, my road bike, and now own a fat bike and a mountain bike. I care a lot less about racing for now. But I stay busy and there will be future posts on hikes, dogs, mountain biking, running, adventures, and all things outside. Stay tuned.
Thanks for reading!