The other day GVB and I went out for a bit of romp on Tiger Mtn. A brilliantly sunny day with forecast highs in the mid-70's and a bit humid.
GVB wasn't feeling all that well but turned up anyway and off we went to I-90 Exit 20 to the High Point. I wanted 5 miles, GVB wanted 8 and I figured we'd split the difference. The plan was to run some of the easier trails around the plateau and then, depending upon how we both felt, get some climbing in.
These are some of my favorite trails.
This is what we came up with. Some nice "flatish" though technical running (rocks and roots if you know what I mean) followed by a nice climb up Nook Trail with a traverse to Talus Rocks.
As it has been a few years since my last run up there I had to rely on my sense memory. The trail up at the top has been washed out in places and there were a lot of trees down and was, in places, not recognizable. Pretty slippery too as it has been raining quite a bit.
Of course I had forgotten just how steep it was too. As in . . .
Let's just say that there was a lot of sweat expended.
The trails were surprisingly busy. Trail crews were repairing sections of the trail and adding drainage, quite a few hikers, and a Wounded Warrior was being escorted around the Plateau Loop. I was so happy to be out there and I was greeting everyone as we passed. The vet was particularly inspiring, moving slowly using a cane with a look of intense conversation. I was (and am) glad to see him out there instead of being hidden away like so many earlier generations of wounded. Americans really need to SEE the results of their foreign policy which, as I point out to my students, is always written on the real bodies of real people. Personally, I wonder at the impact such sights (such reminders) will have on how people think about foreign policy and, via Beinart, how soon we will "forget"?
So a beautiful run with a tinge of the bittersweet.
GVB commented that the Nettles were really out, especially since, unlike Cougar, the trails are not cleared. No worries except for one thing, the pollen.
I was already sneezing quite a bit and as we bashed through the undergrowth in section this got much worse.
By the evening my head was completely clogged and drippy (if such a thing is possible) necessitating what has turned out to be a two-day lay-off from training. At least I know that I am not alone. My doctor told me that he has been seeing the most extreme allergy symptoms even from people who aren't normally sensitive. What a pain . . .
So, a wonderfully pleasant run, a perspective reminding encounter, and a lot of sneezing.
Sounds about right.