Unscripted rides or runs are sometimes the best kind. A 4.5-mile out-and-back on Rails-to-Trails in Easton last Friday evening was an unanticipated treat.
The last couple weeks have brought some fun runs and longboarding sessions with them. A couple 10/11-mile whirls around a paved, windy track in Ocean City while on vacation; an early morning bushwhack down and around an overgrown trail that revealed deer and fox in a sun-up field; a refreshing rain retracing an old route for the Oxford Day 10K along my hometown streets. Just trying to stay mindful and enjoy the mornings, and occasional evening, of getting out on the roads or trails.
Blindspot.
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