I am attempting 5 miles on my daily walk today. The first few miles were filled with adventure and a big golden sun. Loads of people went out to play; old people walking, babies in strollers, dogs walking their owners and young loves with a picnic basket and broad smiles. I strode along, enjoying the sun on my face, and the breeze cooling downing the beaming sun. There is one sand dune I must navigate at the beginning, it’s a heave ho kind of trudge. The small wooden poles, placed in the sand, are just a touch too far a part that I strain between each step. As I near the top, I see an abandoned mountain bike and wonder if the rider has gone to the beach.
Instead of continuing forward, I turn left and take the bike path. About 200 yards in front of me is a grandmother with two small children, the youngest is running back and forth, looking at a leaf, a flower, a bottle cap, completely entranced by the magical world beneath his feet.
I pass them and continue down, 3 miles completed, coming towards me is a woman with a beehive the sized of the backup singers from the B52s, she has a scraggly black dog on top of a stroller, a rather ferocious dog on a leash and a surprise dog under veiled silence. She is weaving back forth, fumbling with a cell phone and a bottle of water. I zoom past this group of wanderers hoping the condition does not rub off.
I am now 4 miles in and next there are three bike riders and a racer, they pass by with the racer making his move and passing everyone. I have made the loop and am on my way back, I pass the benches and the woman from the B52s is seated, staring at her phone. I pass the 2 tents set up on the other side of the fence and then, bounding up the hill, is a gazelle in white converse.
It’s 6 miles and my walk is done.
It was a lovely day.
