Yesterday morning, I had the privilege of running with my cross country running star cuz. She is only 14, but she was dragging me along the foothills in Albuquerque.
For those of you who don’t know, Albuquerque is frequented by elite runners who train here due to the high elevation that can range anywhere from 4,900 to 6,700 feet above sea level in the city and the 310 days of sunshine. We were near the 6,700 feet area. It gets higher than that in elevation up in the mountains. These were weak little hills compared to what is further down the road.
Needless to say, the elevation had my heart and lungs up in my throat the entire 4 1/2 mile run. It was a short run b/c she had to go to work. It felt so good to get out and run though.
Wasn’t it beautiful out? It was about 7am at this point.
After going up an extremely steep hill, we stumbled upon a picnic table in the middle of nowhere. I wanted to pass out…
But we kept running.
I’m so a desert person. A lot of people think deserts are so ugly because they lack green. There is something about these plants surviving in such extremes in temperature, lack of precipitation, and horrendous winds that make the desert stunning and gorgeous.
Where do you prefer to run or bike?