This morning I woke up early and jonesing for some time up in Tilden Park. It's been a few lazy weeks with only a bit of running since the Avenue of the Giants 10k on May 6th; I know I need to exercise more. One run this week around Lake Merritt at 10 min pace, not quite enough for me. So, I jumped on David to wake him up and requested (demanded?) a walk in the hills.
We headed up after pancakes and our car was allll by itself in the lot at the Little Farm; I have never been there so early. A handful of turkeys were out, and we didn't recognize them at first--they were displaying their full plumage and looked like a kid's Thanksgiving art project. The trails are different in the morning; more birds, with a quiet in the background that is deeper and more still than later in the day. The biggest difference, though, is probably due to walking instead of running. It's possible to take much more in at that pace, even as we covered less ground. It's strenuous for me in any case. I am out of breath when walking uphill, and my quads are more challenged. Have to keep it up!!
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