Out My Front Door / by Scott Fauble

Coffee has been drank

Black, strong, hot, energizing

Shoes double knotted

 

Door slams behind me

Heavy legs moving slowly

Up the slight incline

 

To the urban trail

Soggy from last night’s rain fall

A muddy gravel

 

Arizona Trail

Goes Mexico to Utah

Small portion today

 

Up to the mesa

Over to Buffalo Park

Down a long steep hill

 

Back onto the road

Decision time, where to go?

Right turn, northward bound

 

Mountains lie ahead

Mount Humphreys tall and snowy

It dauntingly looms

 

Sloppy single track

Trying to avoid puddles

Squish squish soggy socks

 

Chickadee trail

Left turn onto Quintana

Legs loosening up

 

It starts to drizzle

Heading West, to the highway

Passing big houses


 

Onto the bike path

Cars speeding by as I trot

The grade increases

 

Legs feel like anvils

Occupational hazards

Farther North, I go

 

This road, it goes to

Grand Canyon National Park

I turn left far short

 

I angle East on

The road to Elden Lookout

Small hill, feels big

 

A primitive road

Turning again, South, this time

Passing more mansions

 

Turn on Hattie Greene

A former workout venue

Slow running today

 

The road loops around

East, then South, back to the West

Sleepy little road

 

A gravel driveway

Passing private property

A dog is barking

 

Hopping through puddles

Another wet single track

Feet get soaked again

 

Back in Buffalo

Far side of the park, this time

Back through the middle

 

Out of the front gate

Opting for the road this time

Tired, almost home

 

Waiting for the light

Shortcut trail, bee line it home.

Getting hungry now

 

10.3 miles

An easy run, well kind of

Quick seat on the stoop

 

Stretched out, muddy legs

Tummy rumbles, breakfast time

First thing, more coffee