ITS SUNDAY! the trails are where i'm at.

wow-

this morning i cuddled up with my computer at 6:00am to tackle some marking of my gr. 9's endearing writing with a lovely cup of a yerba matte latte (yuppy alert!) and leonard cohen. and then at 7:30 I said DARN! hike's cancelled.

i looked outside and saw only sheets of rain and called Richard awake to join me for another sunday run. I love these mornings! the trails are so freakin' beautiful!!! BAHHH!! i can just coast on the hills and i love the air. its funny how i'm such a delicate princess- and Richard calls me a wuss as I tiptoe around the puddles. But both of us knows that wet feet are inevitable. Once i splash through the first puddle, I'm a crazy runner- the kind they film in those shots that represent freedom, inssouciance (a les francais), bounding spirits. I love it... and its incredibly quiet in the droop of the rain- the forest is almost reverent. Without intention, Richard and i also muffle our voices... there's turmoil in the weather and we are quieter. we slog through. oh the ferns! Its soo incredibly wet! I adore the comfort in the cedars-and the steamy warmth to my core. I hate the freakin puddles that build up under my fore arms and make the sleeves of my shirt waggle like a turkey's underchin thing...what is that floppy tissue called again?

and i hate that my knee is hurting again! BAH!!! I worked hard at stability during the run... in the last few minutes i was celebrating my painless knee- and I tottally scored on a $7.00 pair of Montrail trail runners. Way easier on the wet rock and leaves to bound around. I popped in to Village des Valeurs to find this sparkling pair of hardly used runners... and it was 1/2 price day too... how serendipitous is that. Just when i was feeling a bit choked by the endless expense of my athletic ambition.

back to the phys... GAH!