OK, you don’t really have to come running with me, if you don’t want to. I mean, if you do, then knock yourself out. Give me a call
Something that’s great about living in a picturesque town, is that I get picturesque running scenery. And really, let’s not lie, the WL is very serious about their picturesque.
Yesterday was a beautiful, sunny-in-the-60s afternoon. Absolutely perfect for a short, fall run. So, I grabbed my point and shoot and headed to my favorite path: the greenway.
To get there, I have to run down my street for 1/2 a mile.
After I make it down the hill, I turn left and get to run on this for the next mile.
This is how I feel about running in short sleeves on the last day of October:
Time to turn around and head home!
The gross feeling was SO worth it. The coffee consumption was due to a date with my friend Cara. Remember Cara?
Cara from awesome, west-ward roadtrip? We went to HS together, and I knew her from church before that. It’s been forever! And I’ve been missing her the last few months while she’s been busy being a grad student. The day was exactly what the doctor ordered!
We met in Valpo, ate brunch, and went to the coffeeshop across the street to drink some joe and continue our chatting and catching up.
Walking up the street, we found a running store, where I spontaneously (despite really bad sales service) bought a new pair of shoes. They were such a great deal. They fit well. I was in the market for new shoes anyway. I couldn’t leave them behind. It felt too serendipitous.
I wanna know: Where is your favorite place to run/walk/hike? Do you live somewhere picturesque?