I felt absolutely amazing running today – made it nearly 3/4 of the way without alternating to a walking pace. I felt like sprinting and did some good sprints.
Then I noticed the sprinklers shooting straight into the sidewalk with others jogging around it. I sprinted straight into the sprinkler blast with a big wolffish grin on my face … I don’t know what it is, but I love to break with convention and let my freak flag fly.
When I got back to the car, I didn’t want to go home, so I went exploring. Neat trails, graffitied bridges, shopping carts full of who knows what, empty beer cans & cases, and a few tents.
I turned back of course. It’s just fellow humans going through tough times, but I couldn’t help thinking it’s why I don’t go out running after sunset. That and its colder I suppose.
I hate to say it, but it does remind me of how truly blessed I am. Now I’m back at my place, ready to get some reading done in the yard.