Ann was away for the weekend, visiting her sister in Seattle, so I did the simplest route possible: Leif (starting at Thurman) to Saltzman to Wildwood to Wild Cherry and back to Leif. Fifteen-plus miles. Boom, done.
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A bright orange slug. They come in a rainbow of colors here in the Pacific Northwest. |
I saw lots of colorful details in nature around me, even though the route itself was boring.
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These starry white wildflowers were everywhere in drifts. |
But it felt really tough. I felt sluggish and achy. I thought it was
just the late start and running alone, until the next morning it was
even worse and my throat hurt. Well no wonder-- I was SICK!
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Quite a few hatched robins' eggs caught my eye on the trail. |
The moral of the story is that if a run feels tough, cut yourself some slack. There might be a good reason.
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Taking home a souvenir-- didn't see this until I got in the car. |
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