A l'oree du bois.... |
Well that was the plan. This year's racing season had officially (started and) ended last week for me with the Croton 10K so I was here to take in the sun, the fall foliage, the trails, enjoy this beauty and be part of nature... . But in the end this hilly trail run through the forests with no mile markers and treacherous footing ended up like an allegory of life:
You want to enjoy it and take in the scenery, but this actually is a competition and there's no time to goof off; you would like to know where you are and have a sense of where you're going, but in the deep of the woods you're lost; you would want to be able to look ahead and plan further than the next bend but there is always something to deal with in urgency (here, the roots and rocks under the thick leaf carpet); you want to believe that you're strong but younger and smarter chaps keep passing you; one minute, you're exhilarated (downhill) but the next you're in agony (cliff); and every now and then you remember why you're here and want to enjoy some of the beauty of it after all but hey, you're too tired anyways...
And like life, all of this makes more sense when you share it. So thanks for reading this, and when you come visit us next October I know where to take you. Run the Farm, and then eat the Dutch-style brownie pies at the farmer's market.
Francois
PS les stats: 5 miles, 37:26, 7:29 pace, 21/440 overall, 20/276 males, 6/54 in age group