Up on the hill, dawn breaks into a pink smile. Something tells me this athlete runs with a novel resolve to endure the pain and complete his 10k. Two friends park their red car, sync steps and Strava, and strut off on a no-nonsense calorie burning uphill march.
I walk into the first week of the year as if I have never felt the forest. Breathe in the possibilities. Perhaps an adventure into a trail I've always seen but never taken is what I need to jumpstart the year. Hmmm...maybe tomorrow with the other shoes. I walk on.
still flowing fresh on sun-crusted layered rocks ~ wisdom of the hills