People are leaving from the weekend party. We are leaving this afternoon, but not before I run three miles/five kilometers.
I made sure to get the next week's schedule before I left so that I didn't miss a day of training.
And I love this bike path.
I get another early start - not 6 a.m., but 7. It is already warm outside. I find myself hoping it is still cool at home. I know our summers can be pretty horrific in terms of heat and humidity, but this was a shock. We have had an unseasonably cool/wet summer so far - I am not complaining - and coming to the furnace of BC tossed be about a bit.
I take in every portion of the bike path. The cover of cottonwood seeds that looks like fluffy snow. The sound of the water rushing down the creek to the lake. The other users of the path. The birds. The plants. I am going to miss it. But I can certainly return to visit my sister.
Three miles didn't seem too bad today. I enjoyed my time in British Columbia, but look forward to returning to my regular stomping grounds.
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