Running...the good and the bad.

Sooo I may have told some people that I ran on uhh last saturday. But this is false. I did not. Because if I did, I would have had more to say about it.

With that, I did my 20 miler last night on the Porter Rockwell Trail. It was murder. But good at the same time

1. I didn't have my iPod, so it was me keeping my self busy the whole time
2. I started at 7:50 and ended at 10:10 with stops here and there though. my total running time being...3 hours 18 minutes.
3. the air was cool, so even while I was sweating I was being cooled off
4. most people on trails are nice
a. the nicest are the walkers and the walking couples
b. then the bikers (2 or more bikers)
c. then the single parent with the kids
d. then the single runner
e. then the single biker
i. if they say "Hi" and/or smile first they are really nice people
ii. if they say it second, they are mostly nice people
iii. if they don't do either, then they are grumpies that shouldn't be on the trail in the first place OR they are so out of shape and tired, that they don't even realize they are being rude.
5. I had to run out 5 miles the back 5 miles twice
6. Utah trails are not like Ohio trails where they go on forever, and you don't have to turn around and repeat the same trail just to get your mileage in. Ohio trails have no end.
Ohio vs. Utah


you choose.
7. running at night, may not be smart or safe, but it felt good. you can't see how far you have to go. you pick up your pace because either you see or hear things that may scare you. or in my case, I saw the Draper temple ahead of me and it inspired me to run faster.
8. my dad was going to bike next to me the whole time for my next ten miles, but while he was repairing it that day, he didn't put it back together properly. soo he ended up driving to different parts of the path to make sure I was ok. I'm glad he didn't bike with me, but I'm glad he was there to check up on me throughout the run.
9. I don't know how I'm ever going to finish the other 6 miles of this marathon. and most definitely don't know how it's going to even be under 3 hours 40 minutes. let's all start praying on that miracle.
10. sometimes a snort that sounds like a wild hog, may just be a little annoying dog.
11. just because I caught up to a girl that was running too, doesn't mean she's good, or that I'm doing good. she had braces. and she ended up walking by the time I caught up to her.
12. the mexican guy running with his two dogs wished me good luck after he had run less than a half mile. he was nice, not cute, but his dogs were.

That's it. My brain thinks up some weird things while running, I know that, and I like them. and want to remember them. so this is my memory box for future reference.

Time Well Spent

Today is Monday. It is always the start of a new week, and usually the start of my new diet, or new running schedule, or new goals.
Tonight on my evening run, I realized a few things. This may all be a little jumbled and out of order, but it made sense to me.
While running, I usually come up with my best ideas. My thoughts are so clear and they make complete sense at the time. I always want to just run home and write them down.
1) I think I may have read this once but now I am making it my own saying, "Good ideas always come around the hours of 7pm till 12am or later" When I wake up, my creative juices are not flowing. I am not thinking about the day ahead or the day after. It's a night time when I am thinking of the next day coming. The next week ahead of me. My thoughts, hopes and dreams of the future occur to me at night, when the day is done and all I have to think about is what can be done better tomorrow.

2)Someone should invent a device that writes down your ideas as you think of them. For instance while I'm running, or driving. Which I've been doing a lot of lately. Like tonight, I thought up of two things I want to do. I want to create a journal type thing of everyone important to me in my life and write down everything I know about them. The fun memories, the bad memories, their personality, what they meant to me in my life. That type of thing. So I can go look back and read how I felt about them. Seeing as I suck at keeping a journal, I need to just write about the people in my life, and I'll rememeber events with them more personally. (maybe)

3) I am going to try and blog after I run all the time now because I think my ideas are great and I want to remember them. And this blog is mostly for meee...soooo I'll do what I want!


So just the other day, I think it was Thursday night. I went for a 5 mile run down the dirt trail (or as Jenny Welling calls it, the coyote trail waahhh!) As I stopped at my turn around point, I leaned over looked down and saw a leopard spotted slug! It was huge for one thing, and it was basically the cheetah sister of disgusting insects. As I ran away thinking about that nasty slug, I thought, "when am I ever going to see a slug like that ever again?" And hopefully, I'll never forget the first time I saw a leopard spotted slug, and I can keep tally of how many times I see those ever again in my life. Weird, I know.

What else...tonight my parents, Clint & Jayna and their kids and myself all went to the park for famiy home evening. It was a delicious feast of Sun Chips and Hot Dogs, followed by intense swinging on the swings and sliding down slides. I made some cute little friends as I helped them swing and give them under dogs and give them high fives down the slides. Parks are interesting, and weird. I would say there are some pretty trustworthy people there (like myself) and parents of other children. So when I push them or help them on the playground it's no big deal. But then there is that hobo sitting on the bench there that always keeps you on your toes and nervous the whole time your there. I don't know.. I just like to think about things like that.

My time today...working, being with my family, and running tonight wasn't anything unusual, but I did realize how precious all of my time is, and that it can be taken away at any moment.

Time this weekend: O-R-E-G-O-N-!-!-!
Friday afternoon, Kelsi and I took off for our grand adventure on the Great Oregon Trail. Literally, there were signs saying we were on it. But before we left, we took like an hour paying off our bills and getting CRAP JUNK FOOD at wal-mart. Biggest regret of 20 lbs of my life. Then we were off! Past SLC, upper utah, frigen Idaho. Oh Idaho, the crappy construction gravel road flew up at kelsi's windshield and cracked it. Less than an hour later, a crack had spread across the bottom of it, and by the end of the night we had a "shiner" on her car.
This is how it started, so innocent and could've been filled, buututtt that didn't happen. . . . . Then Oregon. Not much to say about it at night, but by the time we reached Claire's house at roughly 3am Utah time, we were on edge. The trip had gone pretty well, in fact it was fun! But looking for that hidden house in those giant pine trees, Kelsi and I finally snapped on each other. It was hilarious. All I remember after that was almost being bitten by that devil poodle, and then falling asleep. Next morning, Kelsi and I wake and get ready for WES AND ANNA'S wedding!!!!
Seeing them for the first time as a married couple, walking out of the temple hand in hand was sooo amazing!! I was so excited, Kelsi was embarrassed.

....This is to be continued.... I'm going to bed with Zaden after all tonight.