If a sense of direction is genetic, then I happen to have been born without that gene. So one point of intimidation for me when it comes to trail running is the possibility of getting lost. For me it is a very real prospect. (And apparently it happens to the best of trail runners, even during races). I've also mentioned before the importance (as well as joy) of hooking up with others for your trail runs if possible. In group runs, there is often someone who starts out ahead of everyone else, and will mark the trail with a small arrow. When you get to a trail intersection or some random fork in the road, you see the arrow on the ground and know which way to go in order to stay on the planned route.
On my first-ever run, Stan told me to keep a lookout for the F-L-O-U-R arrows (he spelled it out, thankfully, or I would have been searching for Flowers!) The flour (an environmentally friendly solution) is easily administered by a plastic ketchup bottle, like the kind you find in a cafeteria, or something similar. So if you are directionally-challenged like I am, remember to stay behind the person with the ketchup bottle.
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