Hare: P Merah
On On: Park Rd, Glen Forrest
Once again, I was handed a witty title for today’s run, and forgot it within a stride or two. Oh well. (apologies, SRB. Did it go “na na na-na na, na-na na na na, hey hey?”)
We had the opportunity to trek some fresh ground, with the Hare managing to fit both a dam crossing and a tunnel … adventure (what is going through a tunnel called anyway?) in a single run. We had been promised some splash, and while I had pegged a slim chance for margaritas, water and ginger beer were a much-appreciated substitute considering the weather.
So, the run was good. I had been dreading the temperature for most of the day, but with a cool and unexpected breeze it turned out quite pleasant.
Curbside pickup for the circle was a manky blanket and a cocoon. The bucket of shame was semi-deployed, and the “sash of shame” shall soon be brought into existence. (We’ll have a full outfit soon.)
That’s it. I’m stuffed and in need of a shower (so I’m being told).