"Dream barriers look very high until someone climbs them. They are not barriers anymore." Lasse Viren

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Saturday Casper Group


Running Group - Left to Right: Jim, Barry,
Don, Crystal, Rebecca, Danica & Donielle
Casper January 29, 2011
4.7 miles
53:05
11:18 min/mile

Jim emailed us earlier in the week and suggested we meet at his house and run from there since he lives above the trails we've started running on along the Platte River.  Great idea!  So we met at Jim's at 7:39 am and almost left Barry.  Barry and Rebecca are new runners and man, we almost took off without Barry!

A beautiful day and Jim led us down the hill from his house.  We head down the dirt road and then, where to?  Jim forgot to mention to us that we would need to bushwhack down to the trail.  Yup, no trail down from his house.  But that's okay; all we needed to do was run down a steep downhill, negotiate a barbwire fence, watch the catcus and whew! We finally land at the base of the hill.  From there, we picked up one of the numerous trails in the valley, regrouped and began the run proper. 

Jim did a great job of leading and we finally popped up onto the paved Parkway path.  At the gazebo, we stopped to stretch and take the above photo before continuing.  Our goal was 4 miles today so we continued south until we hit the Parkway Plaza at 2 miles.  Unfortunately Danica had to leave our group early to go to work so she headed back before the turn around.  Too bad for a couple of reasons - 1.  she got lost trying to find Jim's house and 2. she wasn't with us when we got lost trying to find Jim's house!

Looking up the hill from the valley --
Antelope up there

On the way back, Jim lead us past the turn off up the hill to his house accidentally which left us to double back in order to find it.  Donielle piped up from the back something to the effect, "never again Jim!"  Other than having the run almost a mile longer than anticipated, it was quite nice ... until the slog up the hill, over the barbwire, and don't forget to mind the cactus!  Back to Jim's we were tired; but as always, it was a good tired.

Afterwards, we went to Metro Cafe again and did not know until Jim met up with us that his mother had made us cinnamon rolls.  Goodness!  I think Jim not telling us that was worse than leading us astray! 






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