Today’s run took us to a peak just over one thousand meters in the Chartreuse mountains. It was an absolutely gorgeous spring day made for running (and laughing and drinking beers and planning future runs!).
We had a climb of just under 900 meters according to runkeeper (may or may not be the most accurate thing in the world) and it was a rough one! Definitely felt the legs on this one but it was a really great workout! Excellent practice for any upcoming trail races. (And there will be some!)
There was way too much chatting going on to focus on time so we’ll not worry about the speed category today. Sometimes laughs are a greater reward!
Stopped back at my place for an aperitif on the sun filled balcony and a lot more laughs and wondering how far can we run through the mountains and what races to do. (All the while trying not to sound or look completely exhausted!) So funny that we’ve only met twice and each time involved running up a mountain followed by beer and food! Pretty awesome.
Anyway, no post is complete without more cat pictures!
Sometimes it’s just so hard to find the right book to read!
As long as you can perch on your human it’s allright though!
As I spent the day in nature it made me think of Mary Oliver and her many beautiful nature inspired poems, so here’s one to share for today.
Catbird by Mary Oliver
He picks his pond, and the soft thicket of his world.
He bids his lady come, and she does,
flirting with her tail.
He begins early, and makes up his song as he goes.
He does not enter a house at night, or when it rains.
He is not afraid of the wind, though he is cautious.
He watches the snake, that stripe of black fire,
until it flows away.
He watches the hawk with her sharpest shins, aloft
in the high tree.
He keeps his prayer under his tongue.
In his whole life he has never missed the rising of the sun.
He dislikes snow.
But a few raisins give him the greatest delight.
He sits in the forelock of the lilac, or he struts
in its shadow.
He is neither the rare plover or the brilliant bunting,
but as common as the grass.
His black cap gives him a jaunty look, for which
we humans have learned to tilt our caps, in envy.
When he is not singing, he is listening.
Neither have I ever seen him with his eyes closed.
Though he may be looking at nothing more than a cloud
it brings to his mind several dozen new remarks.
From one branch to another, or across the path,
he dazzles with flight.
Since I see him every morning, I have rewarded myself
the pleasure of thinking that he knows me.
Yet never once has he answered my nod.
He seems, in fact, to find in me a kind of humor,
I am so vast, uncertain and strange.
I am the one who comes and goes,
and who knows why.
Will I ever understand him?
Certainly he will never understand me, or the world
I come from.
For he will never sing for the kingdom of dollars.
For he will never grow pockets in his gray wings.
Happy weekend to everyone! Good luck to all the racers tomorrow!!
You look like you just had a fabulous time!! I was wondering how the legs were going to hold up after last weekend! So happy it was a great day! HRH Koko is really developing her colors now. She almost looks part serval as her colors are so deep and rich! Gorgeous girl!
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Thanks! It was indeed a great day! It’s funny how shy Koko is though, she hides under the bed everytime someone comes over.
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So cool! Sounds like you found the perfect running buddy 😃
Koko 😍😚😙 it’s ok to hide, but you won’t find out if the other person carries treats for you!
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Oh that’s a good idea I should have people bring treats! That might get her to come out.
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If you have a container for your treats and make a noise every time she gets one, that will be enough to call her as well.
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Oh how KEWL!!!!! and she’s cute too! 😉 So is Koko *lol* ENJOY! sounds like a FAB day!!!!!
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Lol I agree 😆
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I love to see how graceful Coco has become latelu
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That’s exactly the word I was thinking of!
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Nice mountain! And better cat! Seriously handsome dude … the cat I mean clearly
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Lol clearly Koko is the star of this blog!
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If you could teach him to run and type that would be great thanks!
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Koko has occasionally commented on slow runner girl’s blog. I will have to see if she is interested in guest hosting this one! 😂
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I love how comfy Koko looks draped across the books. And that elevation graph made me shudder.
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Yeah that is not a climb I do often but it is really nice. Great views on the way up. Koko owns me and all she surveys lol
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She’s a cat. That’s what they do.
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