Not for far and not for long but I did manage to run most of the way down The Dome, a smallish (by Alaska standards) mountain on the outskirts of town.
It's been raining here in Alaska and I spent most of Labor Day weekend with my butt planted firmly at my desk, in a desperate attempt to finish my novel by mid-September (that goal is kind of like attempting to run a sub-three hour marathon: totally and absurdly impossible).
So last night when the clouds cleared and the sun miraculously peered down, we threw on our running clothes and headed up Campbell Airstrip Road. I can only sit so long. After that, I need to move (move!).
We had to leave The Beebs home, since she's too limpy for uphill climbs (poor Beebs; poor old, smelly, wonderful Beebs), which made me a bit weepy; I had never climbed The Dome without her.
|Beebs on The Dome last year.|
The beginning of the trail was muddy and overgrown so that the brush was as high as my shoulders, not too comforting in bear country but I had my trusty bell ring, ring, ringing as we climbed, climbed, climbed.
|Bridge crossing (for some reason I always imagine falling, I guess to see how far my body would be swept)|
We ran down, slowly; it was more of a jog but it was running nevertheless. I was so happy to feel my body move in familiar cadence again, and to jump over roots and rocks and slide in mud and get my feet wet, my legs dirty. What a joy! I cannot wait until I'm back to running full force.
I've become a bit hooked on downloading books on Amazon and I don't even have a Kindle, yet. I read them directly on my computer. There's a beauty to one-click ordering. I can read anything I want, whenever I want. Any book in the world, or at least the world according to Amazon which, since it bought out Goodreads, might soon be the world.
Reading: Right now I'm reading Our Children Are Not Our Children, a collection of short-shorts by Kevin Brennan, and Stranger in Town by Cheryl Bradshaw, which is a fast and light read thought many situations aren't exactly plausible.
Anyone reading anything stupendously good? If so, let me know, okay?
Cheers and happy running/hiking/reading.