Don't get me wrong, it was still there...everywhere. But the sections I could run were a little longer and more abundant. :-)
My car was the only one in the parking lot....and I was the only one on the trail. It was dark, windy, and spooky as h*ll.
I got a new headlamp this weekend...and it's awesome. I could actually see quite a ways in front of me AND the trail immediately in front of me without moving my head up and down. Score!
On my way back from the turnaround point, I could hear a squeaking. It was off in the distance, but it was there none the less. I stopped running and slowed to a walk.....and the noise went away.
I started running again.
A few minutes later....
I stopped dead in my tracks.
Injured rabbit?? Maybe one of my shoes is squeaky? Monsters in the dark coming to get me?
I turned around...the noise was definitely behind me.
All I could see was the path winding into the distance through the wooded area I'd just come out of.
Yep...definitely monsters coming to get me!
I didn't hear the noise for quite a while.....but when it came again, it was right behind me.
I turned around (still running) and there it was. A dude...on a bike...without a light...and a wheel that needed some WD40.
"On your left!"
OK, so I wasn't completely alone on the trail after all. I'm not sure how that guy could see where he was going, but there were places where the downhill was on a curve, covered in ice. Recipe for bike disaster, if you ask me. :-)
Lake Zorinsky, 3.02 miles, 12:11 overall average pace (after you factor in the ice, the dark, and stopping to look for the monsters that were after me)