Ah, the signs of spring in New Mexico. The winds whip up, fruit trees and allergies erupt in white blossoms of petals and Kleenex, and pairs of bright, pale, pasty legs shed their cloistered winter woolen slacks for neon polypro running shorts. It’s an annual ritual.
Yes, spring is here. As the mercury climbs, so do we trail runners, working our way off the desert trails like those at La Tierra and the Rail Trail up into the Sangre de Cristos in search of shade, cool forest breezes and mountain streams.