See that? No dogs or bikes allowed. Because that is how antisocial I am. I prefer my run without two-wheelers or dog poo to tread in. I have never been jumped by a rottweiler or had my leg ridden by a chihuahua there. Bliss! (I think I just lost half my readers there. Tough potatoes.) (Also no snakes, alligators, vultures, or giant spiders. Very unlike Ms. Moon's walks.)
The start of my run has these to distract me:
and I need distraction, until I finally get to my one kilometer bench. Before that, I'm wondering why the fuck am I out here, about to have a heart attack, and surely there are easier ways to kill myself. After the 1k bench, I'm happily coasting along, listening to music, loving being out and in my park, breathing in deeply - just now I'm breathing mostly yellow rhododendron, as they are in bloom all over (see further down). Next week, I will be breathing purple rhododendron.
|1k bench on the right,|
left and right windy bits
Ha! Flowers, just because I can:
The first time I ran the 2k roundabout 'the far way around' marked the day I first saw myself as 'a runner'.
The yellow rhododendron in bloom:
Forest road. They like to plant trees in neat rows around here:
Amazing red tree, 3k bench in the distance:
Rabbits basking in the sun:
Cow with five crows on its back:
Purple rhododendrons will be everywhere soon. Right now, most of them are still pure potential:
Rabbit running away from scary camera woman:
End of run:
It was funny. I quite liked being out, taking 530(!) photos. (You thought that was a lot of photos? Just think how bad that could have been.) However, I could not switch my brain off, and felt like I was where I should be exercising, but instead I'm sitting on my knees in front of a patch of pretty flowers. I kept being disappointed that I saw no deer or squirrels to take a photo of. It didn't take me long to realise that I should have been running - then my mind can't stray too far, and I feel like I'm making the most of my time outside the house. Still, interesting experiment, and I may repeat it, on non running days, until I learn to keep my mind stiller and with the images.