I love fall. I live in the wrong place to have fall be my favorite season because it lasts approximately .2 seconds here. But I still love it.
My training plan has already been adjusted to accomodate running with other people. I was supposed to run 8 miles today, but my friend Amber is running 8 miles tomorrow so I just switched my workout for tomorrow with today minus a couple of miles because I ran an extra day this week (does that even make sense? Basically my weekly mileage will be the same).
It was rainy and gross all day, but after the dog sent a very strong message by laying by the front door and then coming upstairs and crawling in my lap and licking my face, I decided that it was time for a run. The power of suggestion runs strong in her.
It was chilly but humid, which made for a lovely first couple of miles, but then a terribly sweaty last few. We ran on the trails, because it's fall and I love the trails in the fall, which proved to be more challenging than I expected. We had to hurdle and dodge many fallen trees on the trail (as a result of last weeks windstorm) which slowed us down a lot (not that I really care, it was supposed to be an easy run anyway).
I even stopped to take a picture of one of my favorite views (minus the power lines, which is ironic because without the power lines this view would be nothing but trees). This is a favorite of mine both in the fall and in the spring.