When The Fog Cleared My Head

In the big scheme of things, my issues yesterday are a tiny drop in the bucket compared to the real problems in life. (How Hard It Is To Be Me). But I won't lie.. it was a pity party, lots of tears and emotions kind of day.  By mid-afternoon I needed to get back out on the trails.

Because of hunting season, it's been a couple of weeks since I've been trail running. So I ended the day excited to get back on the trails today - for a short run. My mileage this week has been almost non-existent, and I didn't want to overdo it. (I'm trying to build my mileage back, but with the holidays that's been tough.)

But I was excited to get back on the trails today. I knew that it was foggy. I didn't realize how foggy until I got to the top of the mountain.

And this was what was waiting for me... 

If you've never run trails in the fog, I encourage you to give it a try. Add in some light rain, occasional wet snow flakes, wet leaves, slippery rocks, and it was perfect. It was exactly what I needed.

I'm turtle slow under those conditions, but you know what - that's ok. I left the trail feeling good about myself. 

The fog cleared my fog. 

Find your passion. I do believe that I'm finding mine!   #TrailRunning

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