Today I had a great run. I decided to run on the Boise Road, a dirt road that is sometimes plowed in the winter. It is my favorite place to run in the summer because it is remote and quiet and there is very little traffic. In the winter, if I am lucky enough, the road gets plowed or snowmobiled (packed down) so I can run on it. Actually, right now we haven’t had enough snow to need plowing, so it is good to go at least until the next snow storm.
For me, today’s 7 miler was one of those runs to put in the books. I ran it in 1:09, which isn’t bad considering my quick “beauty break” photo stops. I know, I know, but I really couldn’t help it, there were a lot of really cool things going on.
What made it great? I can’t really describe it. It was just one of those nice quiet winter runs, with nothing but the crunch of my shoes in the snow. I love the way my eyelashes freeze from my breath and feel cool on my cheek, it gives me this strange sense of pleasure. Kind of like frozen nostrils.
What? Doesn’t everyone like that?
|So this doesn’t count as a photo stop. It is the starting shot.|
Does anyone’s butt cheeks NOT get cold in the winter? Seriously, I sometimes wonder if I have a circulation problem down there, because I always get cold “cheeks” when I run in the winter and the temperature approaches zero. It makes me wonder if there is a ThermaJock for your butt?
I digress. This was about pictures. No. I don’t have a picture of that. But I have a picture of a turkey butt print. See:
|OK, so it is a turkey tail, not a butt. I was going with the butt theme.|
So the tracks I was most excited about seeing were these:
|Big kitty tracks|
|More big kitty tracks|
Canada Lynx tracks. These guys are endangered in Maine and are very rare to see around here, as this is really the very southern edge of their range. I am really psyched to see that they are here. For the record, they eat bunnies, not bigger things, like say, short, spunky running girls. We short girls tend to be a little tough anyway, bunnies are much more tender and less stringy.
I wish I saw the Lynx, (I have seen a lot of them up in The County in northern Maine) but I am really happy just to know they are around here.
After the excitement of seeing the Lynx tracks, I really focused on running, and I really got into a groove for the last 2/3 of the run. I wish I had a way to tell my splits, because I am sure I ran the last part much faster than the final time shows.
It was cool enough today that my clothes, hat, and face hairs (my face isn’t that hairy, honest) were covered with frost by the end of the run. I always feel kind of like a bad ass when I get into my truck covered with a thin layer of white ice crystals after a run. I couldn’t wipe the smile off of my face.
I mean really, with an ending like this, how can you not be happy?
|Pleasant Pond Village, Caratunk, ME|