Today was miserable. Today was pretty alright. I'm not entirely sure how to think about it. Even now, a week and a half later, this run still puts thrills of fear into my soul. I ran Kolob Canyon. I made the mistake of starting at about 7:40. Luckily I had a backpack, my phone and two water bottles. Jensen went with me for the first half of the out portion and then turned around. He really pushed the pace on the initial descent i.e. I've been lazy with pace all week and running remotely fast was difficult. The way down to the stream crossing was relatively uninteresting. Lots of falling light and dirt. By the time I got all the way to the turn off to go see the arch, it was getting pretty dark, and I made the mistake of misreading the first sign and heading into demon infested woods. It was scary, so I turned around and tried to go see the arch. I got within a couple hundred meter and gave up because it was dusk and 9pm, and it was going to take me at least an hour to get back to my parents and the van. I turned around and started hauling. Not fast enough sadly, I made it about 4 to 5 miles out when it was too dark to run. I drank the last of my water and ran by the light of my phone. I fasted in gratitude the next day that I had enough battery and that the phone survived the trip. I lost the trail twice but found it again within a minute or two. That 40 minutes was the longest of my life. I had to keep telling myself that as long as I pushed forward staying on the trail I'd make it home someday. I've never been so happy to begin a 1000 ft climb in my entire life. That moment was miserable happiness. My parent's nearly died from fright and my brother was sobbing thinking I had been eaten by a mountain lion. It was a little over dramatic. Regardless it was nice to see them again after so long in darkness.
Talked to Rebecca every night this week. It was good. Excited for BYU ;)
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