Back at the end of November (the 25th to be precise), I took on a 9.68 Mile loop in the coastal hills (Newport Coast to be precise). And it was that loop that pretty much solidified that I’m not doing Calico this year. For Calico, I’ve got to basically do to of this loop twice. And that will probably kill me. But I didn’t quite cancel Calico yet.
It was a beautiful day, off and on overcast, and plenty of cool breezes. But at about mile 7 or so, on a big climb out, I actually took a seat at the side of the trail and rested. RESTED. Oh well, it was all worth while nonetheless – got a little exercise, and I got to clear my mind.
After that fiasco (though only partially a fiasco), I put in short two mile runs here and there – a couple at the gym on the dreadmill, and a couple down at the harbor. Eventually, I decided to actually cancel my reservations for Calico. And when I did that, I lifted a huge weight of my shoulders. With my work coming to an end for winter recess, I was free to hit the trails stress free. Well, my last class was Wednesday night. Thursday morning, I woke up sick. Yup, that’s how things go. But at least my oldest son is home from college, and we are all together for the holidays. EVENTUALLY, I’m gonna make it out to the trails again. Eventually.
On one of my harbor runs: