Today’s run came to me after waking up and drinking my first
cup of coffee. It’s been like this for me this year. I don’t know why. Planning
training runs – something I used to obsess over – is like so not interesting
for me now. Hell, do I need to plan what kind of sandwich I’m going to eat next
week? Or what song I’m going to listen to on my way to work tomorrow? I don’t
know, I’m beginning to think planning is a disease of an OCD economy. Is it crushing
our inner-bohemian-hunter-gatherer instincts?
Ok, I just watched a two-hour interview with Noam Chomsky so
I’m a little stirred up. Lets move on to the run. It started as an out and
back. From the Tucker Wildlife Sanctuary up Harding truck trail to the top of
Modjeska Peak and back. No big deal, something in the range of 23 miles or so,
with a healthy climb of about 4,000 feet.
But then I started to think. How boring is that? Run back on
the same trail I ran up? Again, it’s been that way for me this year. I’ve
started out on a run with a clear idea of where I’m going. Then my inner-gatherer
kicks in. A loop is always preferred over and out and back. And an A to B is
always preferred over a loop. But A to B’s entail logistics (which can be hard
in areas with no cell reception).
So that was the decision. Mid-Harding. Make it a loop. Up
Harding, across Main Divide, down Joplin and Santiago truck trail, then back
down Modjeska Grade road to Tucker Wildlife location where my Jeep was waiting.
Plan or no plan. Time on foot. It’s all that matters.