Trail Bounty

Tuesday morning I reached for the fruit bowl, and realized my supply was running low. My bowl of oranges and bananas that I scored at the half marathon (it's amazing how people take pity on you and throw food in your direction when you utter the words "graduate student") were down to their last item. Uh-oh. Time to go fruit "shopping"...

(stick with me, I promise this has to do with running)

So when I headed to RunnersHI that night to run with the Ohana, I began to see who I could coerce into a trail run the next morning. Luckily a group run was already in the works, so I met up with my manfest the next morning for a 10-mile jaunt on my favorite trails, Tantalus.

(I wish I could say that this collection of menfolk was my daily entourage, but I think it was just coincidence that I was the only chick)

Anyways, back to the trails. We climbed the monstrous Hogsback, and then settled into a nice pace when the elevation flattened a bit. With every step I am on the lookout. Suddenly I see what I was searching for. I stop and peel into the bushes. "You guys go ahead! I'm okay!" I open my pack and pull out the baggie I stashed and go to town. A few minutes later as I clamber out of the brush Purple Shaka and Big E catch up to me. I explain my mission to them, and they offer to help. We continue on at a leisurely pace enjoying the nice weather on the trails.


We keep running, always on the lookout. It turns into a game of sorts. Eventually, we find what we are looking for and I make them put their man-arms to work:

With my pack bulging, I call a truce on the hunt. When we catch up to the group at the end, they ask what took us so long. I proudly pull out my bounty:


10 guavas and an avocado. This should last me a few days. Who needs Safeway when you have the trails of Hawaii?