3.6 miles
trestle turn around (+ extra)
65 degrees / 72% humidity
Out near the gorge, everything is busy today — wheels whooshing, hammers pounding, bobcats speeding by. All the sounds felt electric. I’ve wondered this before (and looked it up, but forgot the answer): is the moisture in the air causing everything to sound different — louder, more intense?
Having just written something about triple berry chants for my class, I decided to do them today. Strawberry / raspberry / blueberry. I think I chanted them for at least a mile. They helped keep my cadence up. Did they do anything else?
10 Things I Noticed While Chanting Triple Berries
- Dave the Daily Walker had on bright blue running shoes — nice!
- a rollerblader passed me from behind — no clicking and clacking ski poles to alert me to their approach
- minneapolis parks has trimmed back the bushes and wildflowers that were blocking part of the already narrow path that splits from the biking path and dips below the road
- a runner, only a little faster than me, entered the path in front of me at 32nd. Very gradually, he inched away, then turned off the trail again
- more yellow leaves, a few slashes of red, no orange
- human voices and the clanging of a dog collar down below on the Winchell Trail
- several openings in the otherwise thick trees — dirt trails descending to the Winchell Trail
- a noisy runner with an awkward gait — did he swing his arms awkwardly too?
- another runner, speeding fast. Almost a blur with feet thumping the ground
- at least one loud thud as an acorn fell
Running north, I listened to feet striking the ground, an acorn falling, runners joking. I stopped at the turn around put it Olivia Rodrigo’s GUTS then ran south.
At the halfway point, I took this picture. The river and the gorge are behind those leaves. In a month, I’ll get to see them again!
