- Peter Maher
I still have a hard time considering myself a runner... But I think every time I finish up a route I planned to do, the sense of accomplishment helps me go back out again, despite crappy times or cramping legs. I've started taking cell pics of the random pretty things I run across on my longer days, which doesn't help too much with my times, but helps me to remember the beauty of the trail.
"Run lard ass, run!"
|Little Pigs Eye Lake. what a random name.|
|I love this whole park. Found it by accident, but that's usually how it works for me.|
|The lines... I like to run patterns through the shadows. Sometimes helps, sometimes makes it worse.|
|Another route that I found by accident... Ran this during the summer in the crazy heat wave, and it took a lot of control to not go flying off those people's docks to cool off.|
|Along the river. More than anything, I just wanted to take a break.|
|And my fave part: the feast following a super long run :)|