This is about a slow run

Slow day, highlighted by a slow run. Everything else felt quiet, sleepy, uneventful in every way. This leaf pile, my first leaf pile find of the season, had more charisma (and color!) than anything else I saw in the wide world today. Maybe everyone and everything is taking a deep breath and so the leaves think they’re going to take this moment and take advantage.

It was just getting started. An ambitious little collection of decaying matter. And naturally occurring, too, gathering, as it was, behind a car in a parking lot.

Most likely it got scattered when the driver backed over them a few minutes later.

It brings back memories of racks and blisters. Everyone is having a little moment right now, I’m sure. Go ahead and work your way through that. We’ll wait.

Better? Ready? Good.

Hey, could be worse. You could have to rake these leaves:

I saw that on my evening run. It was almost precisely at my turnaround point. And, after that, on one of the neighborhood trails:

And then these berries, just at the 5K point.

It was my first run in two weeks. My first 5K since May. But it was too nice and warm this afternoon and I’ve been too sedentary the last few days and anything worth doing is worth overdoing, right? It will probably feel like it tomorrow morning, too.

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