It seems that every major holiday L and I go to Pinnacle Mountain State Park to run/walk/climb the trails. The 4th of July this year was no exception.
Rocky, rooty trails plus some sever elevation gain on the mountain itself. It was humid and we were soaked pretty quick. Then we started hearing distant thunder and from the top we could see lightening to the north. By the time we got down to the bottom of the mountain we started getting some intermittent showers.
Although I beat her to the top this time she left me wasted on the run back to the visitor center. A good run in all but two days later my quads are still feeling the climb. Stupid old muscles!
