Embracing Serenity: A Trail Run Reversed

This morning's journey with Goat, my steadfast four-legged companion, led us to the Lewis and Clark trail system in Weldon Spring, a place that holds a special spot in my heart. On a whim, I decided to break the routine and traverse the Lewis loop in the opposite, clockwise direction. This slight deviation from the norm felt like a refreshing change of perspective, a small rebellion against the expected.

As we reached the point where the Lewis and Clark trails diverge, I chose the path less traveled by us lately — the Clark loop. The decision proved serendipitous. Away from my usual favorite bluff on Lewis, I stumbled upon a new bluff accessible from Clark. There, enveloped by the stillness, I paused to meditate. The tranquility was palpable, seeping into my very being and carrying through the rest of my run.

The trails were quiet, with the overcast sky and brisk air deterring most from venturing outdoors. For Goat, this meant the freedom of roaming off-leash, a joy mirrored in his carefree trot beside me. The so-called dreary day provided a solitude on the trails that is rare and cherished, allowing both of us to revel in our surroundings without the usual throng of fellow hikers.

I often find a unique solace in weather that keeps others at bay. Rain, snow, and the chill of the wind have a way of clearing the paths, offering a private audience with nature's splendor. Sharing trail experiences brings me great joy, but the quietude of an empty trail is something I secretly relish.

Returning to civilization brought a different kind of craving — one for the comfort of a good pizza. After indulging, Goat enjoying the crusts and I the rest, we settled into the contented lull of an afternoon nap.

Upon waking, a tinge of guilt over the vanished pizza led me to prepare my latest favorite snack: roasted brussel sprouts. Halved, tossed in olive oil, seasoned with salt and chili flakes, they're a simple, delicious solace.

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