April 1, 2016 by scratchtype1
5.6 miles. It’s a little after 2 miles done and I’ve turned back around after a few cars have passed me by. The skies are ominous to the north and west. The air is tangible with wind, humidity and some early drops of rain. I see that one of the vehicles, an SUV has pulled off into the mouth of a driveway.
I get the sense that the driver is waiting for me. Sure enough, as I close the gap, she leans her head out the window and says, “Are you okay? Do you need a ride?” I smile and say, “Thank you but no. It’s all good.”
And I continue and she drives off.
So it goes. I did get poured on some during miles 3 and 4. I saw dandelion and daffodils shake in the wind. I saw rivers form in the ditches alongside the roads. I was out there while it went from muggy and humid to cool and sharp and me soaked in the shorts and a shirt.
It was all good. It was day 355, 2 days short of the baseball season opener. I’ve almost gone around the calendar.