I had a very pleasant 7.24 mile run this evening after work. It was awesome. It was just me, the road, chirping birds and a ton of traffic on highway 80 and Victory. Several people honked their horns as they drove past me and I flipped them the bird. Life is good. I really didn’t flip anyone off. It’s not my style. I threw rocks at them and then jumped off the Thunderbolt bridge and into the Wilmington River and swam away fast..;)
I started the run in front of my house (as usual) but changed the course ever so slightly (from my usual course). I ran up Wessels and instead of hanging a louie on Bonaventure Road (as I usually do) I crossed it, and kept running up. Take a guess where I stopped for my now ritualistic few minutes stretch after five minutes of running? Give up? I stopped on Wessels and 41st and stretched for a few minutes. It was a nice corner to stop at. Hardly any traffic. There’s a nice oak tree nearby and a fire hydrant within arms reach. Just what you’re looking for on a street corner.
From the corner of Wessels and 41st I continued up and then turned left on 43rd. I followed 43rd street to Downing and then caught Victory until it offically became highway 80 and then cruised up the Thunderbolt bridge and ran into and around Isle of Armstrong. I saw lots of fiddler crabs there and, a dead, squashed snake (the same one I saw a couple of days ago). The snake now looks like a fancy belt. It’s still out there if you want it. I’m sure after cleaning it up some it would make a nice Happy Father’s day gift.
I ran to the eastern shore of the Wilmington river and then cruised back over the Thunderbolt bridge and ran to the western shore of the Wilmington River. Did another quick stretch atop of the bridge and kept on running. It was nice.
I hopped onto Bonaventure Road and followed that to Wessels and turned right, ran around the round about and took it home. Mr. Gypsy was happy to see me and I was happy to see him.
- 12 doves
- 13 grackles
- 4 cats
- 5 dogs
- 3 cardinals: 2 males, 1 female
- 1 pigeon
- 1 great egret
- 9 mocking birds
- 1 million fiddler crabs
- 3 sparrows
- 5 squirrels
- 1 dead squashed snake on highway 80
My intention was to run 6 miles today but after seeing that my friend, Tim Waz, squeezed out 8 miles today I said oh what the heck, I’ll do 7. It’s a good…odd number. And, it’s a lucky number at that. So, after the run, and saying howdy to Mr. Gypsy I jumped in my car & cruised to Publix where I loaded up on much needed supplies and before I left the store I bought two lottery tickets, one mega million and one powerball. I’m pretty sure I’m going to win both because I ran those 7 lucky miles today. What should I do with the winnings? Well, first things first, – I’m buying a new pair of bikilas – one pair for me and one pair for Mr. Gypsy. I’ll buy two pairs for Mr. Gypsy. I almost forgot that he has four legs.
So, how do I feel, you ask? I feel good. My calves feel good, strong and healthy. Tomorrow, after work I’ll squeeze out a four miler and then go partying in downtown Savannah. That is so not me. I’ll do the four miler, eat something, shower and then play it by ear. I think I may want to go to Forsyth Park tomorrow evening and listen to the Lt. Dan band. They’re performing for free at the park. How cool is that? Very!
Ok, thanks for stopping by.
All the best to you and yours.