3.6 miles
locks and dam no. 1 hill
51 degrees
wind: 13 mph
My knees were sore last night and this morning and I wondered if I should go out for a run, but it’s supposed to rain later today and all of tomorrow, and I read an article that said sometimes running on sore legs is better than not running, so I ran. And I’m glad I did. My legs/knees feel better after than they did before.
Felt windier than 13 mph. It almost knocked my cap off.
I listened to beeping trucks and chainsaws and rushing wind as I ran south. When I got to the top of the hill at the locks and dam no 1 I stopped and put in a Bruno Mars playlist.
10 Things
- the dirt on the boulevard was sometimes dark brown, sometimes light brown
- more trees without leaves — have we passed peak leaf season?
- a parks’ truck blocking the entrance to the overlook and the winchell trail — no winchell trail for me today
- running up the hill, the sun came out briefly from behind the clouds, just enough for me to see the faint outline of my shadow. Hello friend!
- more crunching leaves in the grass — brittle, brown, formed into little mounds by the wind
- a rough trunk with lichen growing on it — on the north side — a faint, yellowish green
- several different versions of green on the tree trunk and the grass
- walking past a giant rectangular hole in the street — the spot where they busted open the street to work on the water pipes. Minutes before, workers had filled it with warm, bitter smelling tar (or asphalt?) Heat was coming off the filled hole, warming my legs
- a falling red leaf hit me on the shoulder
- color of the day: bright yellowish green. Not only was I wearing a shirt in that color, but I saw at least 3 other yellowish green shirts on a runner, a walker, and a biker
After staring at the yellowish greenish lichen, I took a picture of it:
