This tree is one house down from the one I've been staying in. Everytime I walk by it I stop and stare because it's perfect. There's something about a big orange tree with fallen leaves all over the grass that makes me feel so..... happy. It's comforting, home-y, fall-y. Fall is my favorite season, always has been. The colors, the smells, the cold air, boots, chimney smoke, scarves, leggings, hats....good food. All the good food happens this time of year.
Everyone's been telling me to give the Provo canyon a try for running. I've been running on the roads here and it hasn't been pleasant. This morning, in my new Nike winter compression pants (!!!), I gave the Provo canyon a whirl. It. Was. Fabulous. It was gorgeous and cold and alone and freezing and liberating and I almost got frostbite on my nose. Who needs a nose, anyways? I ran and ran and ran and ran until I realized, crap I better turn around or I may not make it back to my car. I can't wait to go again tomorrow. Why did I discover this place a few days before leaving?? :(
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| Provo Canyon |
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Utah, you are bitterly cold. You are traffick-y and people-y. You only allow one piece swimsuits at your Universities lap pool, and you're full of people who don't really know how to run.
But I love you.
oh my goodness. if that is where you ran, i dont even know what to say.
ReplyDeleteoh wait, yes i do. that is so freaking beautiful! i would start running just to go there. amazing!
I love the pictures, the colors of the leaves are BEAUTIFUL. Fall is such a fun time of the year!
ReplyDeleteOH my goodness! I LOVE you! AND no one in Utah really knows how to run!
ReplyDeleteSOOO I know you don't blog anymore but I am glad I got to read your old posts