Run!

I signed up for a marathon, which means I have to 'train'. This coincides with uncharacteristic blizzards and snowfall hitting the area. Actually it's kind of festive. The snow is soft to run on and it's nice to be bundled up from head to toe. We ran in the foothills the other day through wind and sleet. As we ran single file down a gulch trail, we came upon evidence of a predator-prey scenario...there was a bunch of blood and fur. Probably a mountain lion and a deer. It's a little disconcerting to see evidence of a killing on the very trail where my slow, out of shape ass is running. This is life in Idaho as I've always known it, never hurts to carry a little bear mace (being an anti-gun toting Idahoan, a rare species indeed.) Bears and Mountain Lions need food too, plus it's a great motivator to run faster-the threat of being eaten.