Ice Run

ICE_RUN

I was never really good at ice skating. Sure I know how to do it, think its great and all that. It is however not something I go out of my way to partake in. Or so I thought. This winter around…on new years I received some words that sparked some anger. I wasn’t angry but was in a way. Just annoyed is a better way to put it. I saw the energy as some good motivation to go for a nice snow run in the trails.
Anger/Annoyance is a great motivator. So much so I sometimes try and make myself angry to poke the fire inside. I find that this is rather easy for me cause I have a good focus (Or at least I try to think I do). Mostly due to my job. It really helped me to learn patience and focus. Or maybe being a cytotechnologist is just the right job for me. Anyways I digress.
So having all this energy I headed out for the trails which are approximately 0.79 miles from my house. Very nice to have something that close to my house. I would drive to the trails if I had to but there is no need. The trails are a whole lot more peaceful and allow you to really think and ponder.
I do go out of my way to run sometimes. But not to ice skate. There is an interesting thing that happens to the trails by my house when it snows. Normally the snow makes people want to stay inside there cozy homes. Not where I live. When the snow hit’s, the mountain bikers apparently come out. I love to mountain bike, but I put it away for a portion of the winter cause its snowboarding season. When you mountain bike in the snow you make tracks. When enough bikers ride the trail it creates a path. The path of flattened snow being more dense turns to ice, creating a path which requires ice skates to be on it. Nevertheless, I continued on the path trying to run on the edges as much as possible and not to slip and crack my head open. The trees around me where covered with snow, giving an errie, serene feeling. Different. I felt more at peace with the world. More alone. Which was good cause I could really think without being distracted. Turns out I survived and gained some real insight into the way some people act. Four months is way to short a time… it’s called infatuation. You really need plenty of time to really get to know someone. Problem solved that’s all I‘m going to say about that.

-Barton-