Trails as far as the eye can see

My cousin and I were finally got together and ran through the local trails. We had never run together and were tentative to start, but the only way to do it is with one foot in front of the other.

We took it slow, jogging casually as the leaves rustled up around us and crunched under our feet. She had never fun through wooden trails before and was have difficulty remembering to keep an eye out for roots, branches, rocks, nuts and anything else that could cause a run to fall flat on their face.

The trails were divided into loops of different difficulties and lengths, we decided to complete the 'junior loop' which was the first loop and only about 1 1/2K in length. We stopped for a drink break while assessing the map to decide our next path.

Lucky for us we had gloves on as the wind managed to find us as it whistled through the trees.

Why is it that the hands are the last thing to warm up when on a run? It makes an unprepared run uncomfortable.

A running meet had been hosted just before we had arrived, leaving behind a trail of yellow ribbons marking the route and litter all over the ground. Bits of ribbon and candy wraps flew with the leaves as we ran past. Had they never heard of a garbage can? Or the idea of NOT littering at all?

We finished our run feeling amazing, 5K in 35:00 with many leisurely breaks to look at the scenery around us. We're meeting again tomorrow for a run along the road.