As time marches forward, month after month, year after year, I have to say that autumn is my favorite RUNNING season. I’m definitely a summer girl, let’s get that out of the way. But there is something magical about running in the fall.
I ran early yesterday morning, and I could feel the trees beginning their retreat – but not quite yet. They are in fall mode. The air is crisp in the morning, and while still in shorts, I can feel those days quickly ending. I will have to get out my running pants soon. Not yet, but soon. For the leaves haven’t turned colors. I still have that to enjoy. And while the occasional leaf will fall and waif is way through the air to me, there are still leaves to be had. Still leaves waiting to change.
