j-lyn's corner

Wire Wednesday!

 ...one of the bum deals about being injured is I couldn't keep up, even on the way down (couldn't trust my ankle not to give out). So I took a wrong turn and added on some mileage.

So pleased to get out. It was rather painful, but by 3pm I felt better than I had before the run. I took that as a sign to keep going. 

I asked Neasts if she felt like running. Sure was the response, something easy. I suggested Grandeur. Then Zac was looking for a morning out so I sent the invite, knowing he was injured too. It was a worry-free slow climbing morning. 

I was told stability and a big heal-to-toe drop would help the ankle. Enter the 11mm drop ultraraptors.

Grandeur was pleasant and lovely. Wildflowers in bloom... I couldn't stopping to take photos!

plus, Zac took a pic of me that makes me look like I have leg muscles. I cropped my fat belly out of the photo (phew)

I was going to take the day off, but got roped into running before the movie under the stars. I was still a bit reluctant knowing I was heading out early the next AM for a longer run.

About a mile in about stupid steep asphalt, I was told we were running down the bobsled. WTH? I was so giddy I actually WANTED to run uphill. I'd heard so much about this trail but never run it... I wanted to see if it lived up to its' legend. 

It was incredible. Running up the dishes (for lack of a better word?) on the sides of the hills, stupid steep ups/downs... jumping off stuff for photos... running ramming into friends to stop after said photos...

 Yeah, I giggled, whooped, hollered and squealed more than I ever have on a roller coaster.

SO FUN.

Oh, and Neasts is becoming quite the little downhill runner...

Mill D to Deso to Red Lover's Ridge and back with the SLC track club gone trail runner crew.

I drove carpool and made grown men listen to Party in the USA.

hahaha.