Because I was staying at a hotel without a gym, and because there was no time to go to a gym, I was going to have to run a lot while I was traveling. Which was fine because Duluth happens to have hundreds of miles of trails. You can take your pick, and I did; the waterfront, the flat gravel trail behind the zoo, the Superior hiking trail, a series of biking trails, and even a hawk reserve.
|One of the many trails near the Hawk Reserve.|
"Keep going, kiddo!" they yelled.
Back in the day, before knee surgery, before I fell on a trail run and things seemed to hurt more after, I used to run six days a week. I think it's healthier to cross train, but I miss the feeling that running gives me. There's nothing else that compares, except perhaps cross-country skiing. Still, I'm glad I CAN run, even if it's slow, even if stuff hurts, even if people pass me.
The time and pace I run now would have horrified me, but I don't care. There comes a time when you're just grateful you can still do it. That doesn't mean I don't push it sometimes, but I also try to take it all in while I'm out there.
There was also hiking to be done!
|I drove over to Michigan where my parents live, and we hiked on the North Country Trail. Here is a cute shelter for hikers.|
|The locals call this Top of the World and it sure seems like it. That's Lake Superior in the distance.|
I'm home now, where an early snow has basically closed off all the running trails. I'm sad about that, but it means one thing--skiing!