Heels and Hills........what's it all about?
Sandals, kitten heels, pumps, stilettos, wedges, platforms, mules, Mary-Janes, boots...........I am a lover and consumer of all things shoes. However I have had to make way in my collection for runners in my quest for endurance running......this is my story.
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Trail Blazing
2 hour interval session and with the mighty wind blowing, we 3 headed to run along the Maribyrnong River with our starting point at Canning Reserve. The trail run follows the bends and turns of the Maribyrnong River from the city to Brimbank Park a distance of approximately 28 kms. In parts the air was scented with a light sweetness, rabbits bounced along (and grabbed the attention of an alert pooch) and birds hopped from branch to ground. Running along the river meant that we didn't escape the wind and it was warm....we stopped several times so that the pooch could have a cool off in the river.............but I was taken with the landscape............the River took on the delicious form of a lithe body reclined and stretched out. The trees lining the river edge were like her shopping bags, heavy and laden with treats hanging low to the ground. Newly planted saplings protected by green casings were spread out like freshly manicured nails on show. The creeping vine splayed out across the scrub looked like a glorious mane of hair, curled on the ends. I looked for her shoes................perhaps they were in the shopping bags..................
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