Where's the trail?

Jeff and I have been talking about going hiking all the time. You know, the real get-a-workout-start-to sweat hike. With the Texas weather being so nice right now, we woke up early on Saturday morning and were on our way. We found a wilderness park that had this sign that read "This is one of the very few parks left in the US that is all natural and wild" (Okay, so I don't remember exactly what it said, but something about nature and rare.) Jeff and I give each other a funny look as we take off on the cemented trail. It takes us around a few trees and bushes and back to where we started. Okay, so we're thinking we had missed the opening for the real, exotic wilderness trail. We go around again. "Don't feed the animals" one sign states in red bold letters. What animals? The stink bug I almost stepped on two feet ago? We once again end up by our car. Should I grab a water bottle or a snack this time because, wow, that hike was so hard I might need substance. There just happens to be a Parks and Rec guy and I try to yell to him our question as the cars speed by on the freeway, which is so close that the previous "wild" stink bug is probably squished on it by now. "Where's the trail?" "You found it". He points out that if we walk along the freeway for a while we can find another trail-not the one talked about on the previous signs-where there are trees and rocks and the kind of stuff we are apparently looking for. We finally find the mysterious trail and I think as we are walking along that this could be a great hike. I have to retract that thought because up ahead doing the same hike I spot a five year old and his mother chatting away on her cell phone. So, the hike literally lasts for 10 minutes and we get back to walking along the noisy freeway, to find our gas guzzling car, parked on black asphault by the cement sidewalk, which takes you around the "rare nature trail". Anyone want to go on a hike...I know of a great place.