Trailrunning in Zion National Park

I have finally returned from what I termed my "Big Trip." Hundreds of experiences have left their mark on me and made a lasting impression. In fact, my life is changed a little bit (for the better, I believe). Here is the first in a series of spectacular places I was able to run. Please don't playa-hate as Christian has threatened me he would. Also, I will not be able to run Speedgoat because of a family emergency I need to attend to.

Zion National Park is located in southern Utah near the town of St. George. I wasn't sure what to expect, applying my new rule of "If they're making it a National Park, it's always worth checking out." What I found was breathtaking. The (warm) Virgin River had carved a masterpiece of a canyon complete with red rock walls as high as the sky and a lush, green river oasis at the bottom. Despite the 107 degree heat, I laced up my sneakers and saw this:

Yes, I ran here.

Serious switchbacks.

I know I'm sexy. You don't have to tell me.

Heaven on earth