I really hate to drive in a car to go run. Part of what I love about running is that it doesn't take a car or gasoline. This park is only two and a half miles down the road, and a more developed runner would run to this park to have this adventure, but for now I have to drive there if I want to run there. But my future plans are to eventually run there and do a couple of loops and run back. That would be wonderful. Only I wonder if Daffodil will be able to run that far when the time comes?
We arrive at the park and I let Daffodil know we're here:
The first thing we have to do is make sure my flip flops are secure. The other day when I went out I was constantly having to monitor my flip flops, which I had tucked into the belt of the waist pack I wear. This time I am going to thread the flip flops through the belt and secure them so I can forget about them.
This is really dumb, but I had to try a few times to get a good picture of the flip flop attachment.
As I head over there, I notice that this lush green grass in the shade feels really great on my feet. I'm not on grass very often with my bare feet in this urban environment. It's a definite reminder of the wonderful way it felt to be barefoot all summer, and especially to golf barefoot, which I did a lot when I was a kid.
Part II: The Trail Warm-Up in the next post.