I try to run every morning. It is rare I miss it. Christmas was no exception – I ran.
We, Brenda and I, were in Tignall, Georgia for a Christmas celebration with Ray, my father-in-law and Wade, my brother-in-law. All the kids and grandkids where out to town either at Disney World or visiting in-laws in Pittsburgh. (Girls, should you read this and if given the option include Brenda and I next year in Pittsburgh. Just kidding – Disney World will be fine.)
Whether at home, on the road, in Pittsburgh or Orlando I’d run. Many times I run and ride a bike. And, if you’re a frequent reader and an archer – I do have a bow with me and Ray has a range here in Tignall.
Running is the simplest way for me to exercise aside from stretching. It is inexpensive, you can move along at your own pace, and running is fun.
This morning as the sun was rising I able to run near to and on the shore of Lake Strom Thurmond – Clark Hill for Georgians. No cars, no dogs (other than River, my lab and constant running partner) and had a wonderful run.