Boomer and I went to Garin this morning. We played around on the northern end of the park this time. Scenery is a bit different - no bridges for one thing. More fire roads, less single track. But, the single track is absolutely breath taking.
Today while running, I saw turkeys, a black cat, a Jerusalem Cricket, black beetles, horses, another snake, and of course cows. What I didn't see was another person (or a mountain lion, THANK GOD!). One cow tried to cop an attitude with me. I faced it head on, pointed my finger at it and shouted, "NO!" The cow took a step back and let us run on by. Good cow!
I was thinking today about how lucky I am. I don't have to work 40+ hours a week like a lot of you guys. I don't have any little babies at home anymore. I have a very supportive husband that knows how important running is to me. I have the perfect dog for running the way I do. A week ago I was running in the Marin Headlands with the Golden Gate Bridge in sight. Two days ago I was skiing at Squaw Valley at Lake Tahoe. Today I'm running around in the mountains, less than 20 minutes from my front door.