I imagine I've spoken about this before, but I just moved back to Utah after spending five years in New York City. I lived in Brooklyn, only two blocks from the biggest park in the borough & while it was a welcomed oasis from the concrete madness that is the big apple it did get very old running the same laps day after day. Thus upon arriving in Salt Lake I was determined to find new & interesting places to tread, & that has led me into the mountains. This is a trail run I did last week before the snow hit.
The great thing about Salt Lake City is how close it puts you to the mountains & as you can tell from these pictures, many trailheads start in the city & work their way along the hills. You're never short of a bella vista in this town.
Gradually wearing down, I believe my face shows it well enough.
Earning it. Whatever "it" is. Sweat? Pain? Money?
It had rained the night before which consequently made the little snow left on the trail rather slippy, ice skates may have been better than Asics.
The South Mountain Temple.
I can't resist the cheesey old timey white fade. My wife thinks it's stupid, she's probably right. Also, I was there, Ghost Falls, ghosts all up in my business can't let me run without throwing a paper cup in my way. Why do ghosts always litter?
The bottom left photo was pre-run, right post-run. I don't look too spent, though I felt it. To any runners out there, what do you listen to on the road/trails? I've grown tired of the same rock anthems & hip hop & now I listen to pretty much only podcasts, though they are usually soccer podcasts, so sports talk is my eye of the tiger so to speak.
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