I thought I would do a repeat of last thursday’s run adventure wherein after dropping Claire off at her hour-long swim lessons I would do a little running tour of the local neighbourhood while I waited… y’know instead of sitting beside the pool reading or playing games on my phone.
I used to live in that area. In fact I ran by at least three of my old rental suites on my little tour. That part was a little running tour around memory lane, of course, but then (also of course) I wasn’t a runner back when I lived near there in University. I didn’t have any real useful memories of the sidewalks and traffic and winding, weaving trails. A
All those little obstacles aren’t much to worry about when you’re just walking, but it turns out when you’re running they are more than a little frustrating.
Five klicks went by without incident, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t tempted.