Finally all the kids off to school at the same time. I can actually run now between seeing them off for school and work as long as I don't run more than 5 miles. I'm surprized by my pace. 9:15-30's are feeling easyish, whereas all these past months, pulling 10's was like death. It has taken me a full year to get over running anywhere but "MY" trail. But I'm getting there. I still try to find beauty in the proximity of the mountains, the vistas of the lake from the bench, and looking at people's gardens and landscaping. I do get down to this side of the trail---which is landscaped in the most lovely way--I just hate running along side the cars, their noise & smell, and my perceieved invasion of personal space and private time. I'll get down to "My" end of the trail for few Saturdays with Cath. Back in May, that 2 mile segment from the Utah Lake to Geneva Road (Provo Half marathon), it didn't feel like "My" trail anymore. | 