Running Along The Amber Waves Of Grain
April 23rd, 2011 § Leave a Comment
Saturday mornings are usually the time I try to get my long runs in. I am very fortunate to live in a neighborhood that is adjacent to a rural area. Within a mile after leaving my driveway I am out among the country roads with cows, deer and all sorts of other critters. This morning my run took me past some wheat fields that have nearly finished turning from green to amber.
When the wind is right, you can smell the wonderful sweet, malty, breadlike smell that comes off these fields when the grain is nearly ripe. Later this summer, the farmer who owns this field will plant corn and when it ripens a similar but slightly different scent will also welcome me as I run along the fields.
For me, these long runs are a wonderful, spiritual experience. Your body finds it’s rhythm as you cover the miles. The smell of the fields, the sounds of the birds, along with the abundance of wildflowers along the road help me to realize just how wonderful creation is. It’s easy to get lost in yourself during these runs.
