Priorities yesterday precluded a trip to the mountains. And that is the time for one of my Go-To Trails in the hills.
A Go-To (hike, run, ride, routine) is a friend to you and your training days. This friend can enrich your life and make you more consistent. You may see your go-to as a “done that,” yet they are really more like snowflakes.
So yesterday I went to an open space at the edge of a nearby hillside neighborhood with a wonderful view of the place I couldn’t get to: the mountains. There, I start high, go low, then return high up hill. I hiked the downhills, and ran the uphills and flats.
I found new game trail loops, a section of oil and gas service road, and soft, green grass vistas. The ground was softened by recently melted snow. It was about 50F out.
Started with about 30 minutes of sun left, and the hundreds of red winged blackbirds in the wetland draws riving these hills were singing their hearts out. As soon as the sun was patently behind the mountains they all went totally silent.
My Go-To was not what I expected. It was better.
wanna feel cold before your hot chocolate brew?
An hour hike yesterday…
After the seasonal bug from Hades ran through our house for a couple of weeks, this was my return to above ground on Saturday:
The mountain bikers saw one of four of us hiking this foothill trail, my circuit being an hour and twenty minutes.
Went off trail to see where adjoining ranchers left horse hoof prints along the fence lines, and rusty barrels for target practice.
When our house had “gone viral” my training was solely slow muscle movement training, static hold muscle training, and range-of-motion.