3.1 miles
marshall loop
46 degrees
Ran with Scott up the Marshall hill and around Shadow Falls on the east side of the river. Stopped a little short. Warmer this morning. Still humid. We both greeted Dave the Daily Walker. I felt over-dressed a few minutes in. Tried out my new Saucony’s: black with light pink soles. Very nice. I’ve wanted black shoes for a couple of years now.
10 Things I Noticed
- River, 1: Running over the lake street bridge, the water was a few different shades of blue: dark blue near the bridge, then gradually lightening as it moved downstream
- River, 2: The white heat of water through a break in the trees. Mostly woods, with one sliver of the river
- River, 3: Sparkly, shiny, a cylinder of light traveling from one shore to the other
- Passing by a full black garbage bag on the bridge
- The clicking and clacking of roller skier approaching from behind
- At least 3 different small packs of runners on the east side of the river
- No rowers, no geese, no crows
- My shadow, off the side, her pony-tail swishing
- Passing lots of walkers on the bridge without worrying about covid
- Leaving the house, about the start the run, admiring our front tree on full display: brighter than gold
Yesterday, I started working on a poem (or a series of poems?) based on my October focus on ghosts and haunting. I’ve decided to use my rhythmic breathing pattern as the form: couplets with 1 three syllable line and 1 two syllable line (3/2). Here’s a bit that I like about going over the same trail, again and again that doesn’t fit in my current poem (and maybe doesn’t quite work?):
retread. Thread
needle
after need-
le stitch
stitch after
stitch use
the pattern
follow
directions
stay straight
but not quite
keeping
track losing
your place
untethered
let loose