Day 6 of my vacation was so damn simple and basic but I think that was the best part. When I am visiting family in Dallas I really don’t want to do much. All I really want to do is relax and eat… and drink. That’s it. I’m supposed to visit all of my friends… but I don’t. OOPS. Well Day 6 started with waking at 630a because Im getting old and no matter what time I pass out in the evening, I’m always up at the ass crack of dawn. When was the last time I slept past 730?? Wait… give me a minute… I’m thinking. Uhhhh Yeh I can’t remember. Its been THAT LONG!!! My mom is up early every day. Never fails that around 645a-7a I will get a text “Morning”… She’s in the room next door you guys. NEXT.DOOR!!! Not a few states away. HAHAHA!!!
Mornings always start with a super healthy breakfast(being sarcastic ) of lots of bacon, fried potatoes that have been seasoned to perfection with onions, jalapeños and salt, and then a loaf of Mrs. Bairds white bread. That’s right people good ole regular white bread. I know in this age of health and wellness that most people see plain ole white bread as the devil but I see it has a GIFT FROM GOD and don’t let it be super soft and fresh fresh**church faint**. Anyway mom added a cup of coffee and it was a breakfast fit for Jesus HIMSELF!!!! I got a text from my friend Nicole “You ready to roll?” “You know it” Morning trail run is much needed since EVERYTHING Food, alcohol and sugar has been consumed in the time I have been in the state of TEXAS.
Nicole came over, had coffee and breakfast and then we hit the trail in Cedar Hill. We said “Ohhh we can run to the pond. It’s only a mile. That shouldn’t be too bad. GAME ON.” We loaded up and took off. Well Khrys was leading the way so that means Khrys took a wrong turn somewhere and we ended up mixing in three different trails and did NOT see a pond… ANYWHERE!!! We basically said Screw it and just made our way back to the parking lot. What was supposed to be 2 miles turned into well over 3 miles worth of trekking. It was hot, humidity was on 1000% and mosquitos had NO CHILL at all BUT it was sooooo much fun.
When we made it back to the car we looked like we had been thrown in a pond. Our clothes were soaked all the way through and we smelled like sweaty ass. We stripped down to our sports bras and drove to get… SNOW CONES because thats what you do when you run and sweat out everything.
Day 6 was the simplest of days. Nothing like a great trail run to get you moving. The whole time we kept taking wrong turns I kept saying “everything happens for a reason.” We both needed the extra training for race season and we have both been on the “I’m not doing shit” mindset for the past bit of time. This was Gods kick in the pants. We laughed, had great meaningful conversations and talked about what we really want out of life and how we plan on doing it. Us hanging out in the middle of nature and talking freely about our dreams and what we want to do and how we are making it happen was a way of putting it out there in the atmosphere. We are NOT playing around. From our mouths to Gods ears. Running through the trails was a way for us to reconnect with nature and Mother Earth. I believe that it was also God telling us that you start on one path but he has something that will work out for the better. There was nothing super grandiose about day 6. It was super low key and amazingly refreshing. I Couldn’t have asked for a better trail run partner to get a little bit lost with. Sometimes when it seems like you don’t know where you are going, God is steering you where He wants you to go and He always puts you back on the right path.