Trudging back and forth to pull arrows I was staring at my feet. To be exact I was staring at the boots on my feet.
It had already been a long day. I’d skipped the morning archery practice in favor of a longer run and washing the truck. The truck needed washing badly. Running over trails is fun and I was craving a long haul. So I amended my training plans.
The truck has been doing a lot of hauling and was dirty inside and out. As a bonus the car got washed as well. So, during archery practice my head has hanging during those hikes to pull arrows.
What my hanging head noted was the color of my boots. Pollen yellow boots.
It is that time of year where pollen is everywhere and on everything here in Georgia. If you’ve got allergies to pollen this is not a place for you.