I absolutely love fall but I dread what is coming. Cold mornings, dark evenings, long weeks and short weekends.
Racing season (for me) is officially over. I had a good ride. Amazing recovery from foot surgery. I know it is time to sit back, recover, refuel, WORK, and kick back a little. It is hard to let go of the racing; hard to not have a goal.
Last time I wrote I was seriously considering running Leadville again. Now, not so sure. From what I've heard and what I've read, the race is too crowded and disorganized. One of the things that was so neat about it was the homey feel. But it appears that is gone. Too many horror stories. Maybe I will look for a different 100 miler. Maybe I will stick with 50's. I have at least until January to ponder possibilities.
Meanwhile, I have two dogs who need to get out and explore the trails. Hopefully there will be snow. Hopefully there will be crisp days and blue skies.
Having been called a dusty ole gramma by 4 year old Linus, I have begun questioning my vitality. Am I really dusty? and old? Or am I still a credible trail runner and ultrarunner, completing mountain races in Colorado, New Mexico and Wyoming?
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