Sunday, April 20, 2014
Let the saints appear.
Girl On The Run
Distance: 3 miles
One dream ends, another begins. The girl was on the fence about whether or not to join me on the Hocking bike path, but decided to. A mile and a half out, a mile and a half back. Only time to stop and breathe for thirty seconds in the middle.
This was my first time giving my daughter the nickel tour of my college memories of South Green. She was a very attentive listener, occupied as she was with respiration.
It was hot, the sun was high. She was breathing hard and steady, but she did it. First time for everything, now she's on the couch with an ice pack on her forehead. I think she'll be okay.