Hate setting the alarm for 4:45am for the second morning in a row. A Sunday morning, for crying out loud! When you know that the rest of the world will be sleeping in.
Hate waking up at 3:10 and not being able to get back to sleep because you know that the alarm is going to go soon anyway and you don't actually want it to go and wake your sleeping partner even though he says he doesn't mind and always gets back to sleep.
Hate choosing what to wear. Should I go a little understated so I have a decent chance of blending in with the scenery in case of the very likely bush toilet stop? Or do I go as bright as I can and just cope with the sniggering cyclists when they see me emerge from the bushes but have a good shot at being found on the trails in case I break a leg up on the mountain. I choose life over dignity - bright it is!
Love being the first car in the car park at Slaughter Falls. Love that it's quiet and peaceful and it's like being in the country even though you're only a few kilometres from the city.
Love that the first kilometre's flat. It lulls me into a false sense of what's about to happen.
Hate that the first kilometre is over so soon. Hate that I'm breathing heavy so quickly. Hate that the path is so rocky under-foot. Big enough rocks that you have to be careful every step to place your feet so you don't roll an ankle. Hate the rock steps and having to lift up my leg a lot higher than my normal shuffle. Hate feeling so unfit.
Love the little downhills and catching my breath for just a moment. Love knowing that I'm the first human that's been on this trail today.
Hate that I'm not the first living creature here today. Hate that having to watch the ground all the time means that I run full on into a face-high spider's web. Complete with rather large spider.
Hate the feeling of spider's web over my face and neck and shoulders and arms. Hate trying to peel it off. Hate wondering if the spider's going to come along for the rest of the run. Hate that the feeling of sweat trickling down your neck is not dissimilar to the feeling of a spider crawling.
Love that the web-removal stop helped me catch my breath just a little but I don't have to count it as a stop because every runner on the face of the earth allows web-removal as a legitimate reason to pause the watch.
Love smelling the bush. That dusty, eucalyptus scent that takes me back to walking along dirt roads with my Grandma as a child looking for those weeds that grew the round seed pods that we'd pop like the balloons and marvelling at the colours in the tiny wrens that flitted past us as we walked. Looking in creeks for tadpoles and trying to skim flat rocks and see how many times they could skip.
Love listening to the sounds of the of the lorikeets, cockatoos, whipbirds, bellbirds and that other bird that I can't identify.
Hate that I've forgotten the name of those plants and don't know what made that other bird call. Hate that Grandma could have told me both of them. Really hate that she's no longer here to tell me about the bush that was her home. But love that being here, running through the bush has made me think of her. Has, just for a moment, brought her back to me again.
Love making it to the top of the mountain without stopping!! (Except for the spider incident and we all agreed that that wasn't a real stop). Love knowing that I can run the rest of the hills fairly comfortably (I say fairly because hills will never be easy for me).
Love that there's frequent downhills now. Love feeling like I'm running fast with so little effort. Love that the momentum carries me up some of the next hill. Love that it's cool (ish). Love that my stomach's behaving and I won't have to do the walk of shame into and out of the bushes.
Love that there's still hardly anyone around. Love feeling like I own the mountain. Love the view from the top. The light streaming from the clouds. Glorious!!
Love the last couple of kilometres. That view. Feeling strong. Running at paces that I normally only hit at the beginning of a speed session but I'm at the end of a hill run and feeling like I'm flying.
Love that I've finished and it's only 6 am.
Love knowing that even if I do nothing else all day, today's been a good day.
Love it all except the spider; and that was *totally a legitimate stop*. Although I will admit that I do not believe that if I ran in Aus that I would ever for a second imagine that I could go into the bush … no matter HOW urgent it was I'd rather suffer the indignity of the consequences. It is however a scenario I hope to never have to face.ReplyDelete
Oh Char, I LOVE this post! It's a great reminder that we sometimes need to do stuff we hate in order to do the stuff we love! (Something I need to remember!!!!)ReplyDelete
What a fun way to share your run (which sounds pretty incredible!!!). Not a fan of spider web either. I enjoyed the memory of your grandma!ReplyDelete
No matter that the terrain, smells, and animals may differ...the spider webs are the same everywhere (and let me know that I am, indeed, the first human to run that particular path in the morning!). And this is very, very YES.
Glad you had a good run this morning. :)
Fun post. Sounds like a wonderful way to begin your day.ReplyDelete
How many hats do you have left for Toby? Are you taking a picture each day or several at once? Is Toby the most mellow dog on Earth?
There's still a couple of hats to go. I'm aiming for the 12 Dogs of Christmas. and yes, he could possibly be the most compliant, placid dog on earth.Delete
Great post. Very poetic like. Great job on conquering the mountain!ReplyDelete
I'm a fan of bright running clothes, glad you chose to be seen!ReplyDelete
I feel like I ran that with you, clever.ReplyDelete
Well done! I love the love in this post.ReplyDelete
Love this post, too.ReplyDelete
(Every time I go skiing - you can count the number of times I've gone skiing in my entire life, on both hands - I wear a cranberry-red jacket...so mountain rescue can find my body in the snow...)
Agree! Nothing better than being finished by 6am! Nothing! My only (knock wood) bush stop was done wearing bright yellow.ReplyDelete
I was clearing away spider webs this weekend...ReplyDelete
It's really a great post, Char! ... If I waked up before the time set I would get to sleep easily.ReplyDelete
Love this post, Char! I feel exactly the same way when I head up into the mountains for hill repeats. What a glorious feeling.ReplyDelete
Love your blog. Love your writing. Love your humor.ReplyDelete
Hate how your cupcake pictures make me drool on my shirt.
Hated hearing about the spider but loved this post!ReplyDelete
We are currently in the middle of Homeland season 3 - it's a lot different to last season. Saul has become dark and evil...
Love this post!ReplyDelete
Right now it's winter and dark when I run and I'm back before sunrise. But I love running early in the morning in Summer and see nature wake up.
And I hate running into spider webs too.