All week I’ve been looking forward to running in Colorado.
Cool mornings. No humidity. Beautiful views. Lighter air.
It was gonna be perfect.
There was just one tiny oversight, however.
It’s kinda hilly here.
I awoke on my own at 6 am, feeling pretty good. I’d already planned out my route – with a map the front desk gave me. Seemed easy enough. Up this street, turn right, up that street.
Key word: UP
(I’m from Illinois… flat lands, corn fields… and the hills I am used to are ant hills in comparison).
I made it up it to the top of the first street, and eagerly turned right, thinking I would be on level ground.
That street was all uphill too! I made it a few blocks before I had to stop and catch my breath. (I blamed it on the higher altitude). Then I ran a few more blocks, stopped to breathe, and ran up a few more. I never did get to the top of the ‘hill’!
Thinking I had been gone long enough, I turned around and literally flew back to the hotel. I was like a runaway train, wondering how I was going to stop at the end. Needless to say, I got back much faster than it took to get there.
Not quite the run I was picturing, but the morning WAS cool, and the views WERE awesome, and I planned to give it another shot the next day.
This workout was followed by even more ‘workouts’.
First on our list today was Helen Hunt Falls. We piled into the car, drove up the winding roads, and finally reached our destination. Imagine our disappointment when we saw the Trail Closed sign. I felt like we were the Griswald’s finally getting to Wally World only to find it closed for repairs.
It didn’t stop us however. We found other ways to get to the falls – and No, we didn’t have to hold anyone at gunpoint….
From there we went to Manitou Springs.
What a cute little town! Lotsa shops. Lotsa restaurants. A few springs. And an arcade!
I made the kids try a Mediterranean restaurant for lunch. Growing up in Greece, I became very fond of their food, and it smelled so delicious when we walked by!
I felt a little guilty….until the food came. They found they actually liked it!
I didn’t gloat in my “rightness”.
From there, we headed to the Cog Railway, the train that would take us to the top of Pikes Peak!
Before heading up, we changed into jeans, and brought our coats – thanks to advice from a local friend of mine.
The change in temperature as we made our way slowly to the top was dramatic. By the time we got there, I was already bundled up.
We were actually hoping it would snow. It had rained on our ascent, and a few days ago, there was a brief snowfall, but we didn’t have that luck.
Instead, we had almost freezing temperatures with extremely strong winds that made it feel below freezing! It was exhilarating, but the girl and I headed straight for the gift shop to get out of the cold.
Hubby and the boy, braved the cold and went to the observation deck.
For the sake of our family photo album, I suffered through the cold long enough for a picture.
Another fabulous day was had here in Colorado.
But my favorite part is yet to come….
I get to meet one of my favorite blog friends. Stay tuned!