Same streets, same trees, same dirt, grass, concrete, and railroad tracks. Same time of day, same routine to get ready, and the same, skip. Same, skip. Same music on your mp3 player.
When "regular" runs get to be a chore, it might be time to slow down. Slower. Slower. Stop. Bend down and touch the asphalt your feet pound every day. Lean over the railing of that bridge you always run across and see what's down there.
Yesterday I took our crappy little point-and-shoot along on my "regular" lunchtime run. I wanted to see these seven miles in a different way. Or perhaps more accurately, to be reminded of the intricacies I've come to ignore. Some of the photos were taken on the move, others while stopped. Stitched together, they tell the story of a run in the dirty, beautiful, broke-down town I love. Just another run.
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Nice idea...what a great way to get a new perspective!
PS...love your category on the right "beer and bacon" :-)
Hey. I'd know that hairy brown leg anywhere.
Stumbled on blog via Twitter. I know this area. I've walked it before. Great blog name by the way! I'm a wanna-be runner who lives in Tacoma and works in the Seattle area. There are so many cool places to go bi-pedal. HA! Walk/bike joke.
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Thanks, Anne!
MA, if you're ever looking to run with some other Tacoma wanna-be's, check out our little group!
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