There’s a huge park not far from us with a lake and lots of wooded trails to get lost in. It’s where I went on a trail run a few weeks back in an effort to help my runner’s knee. I had wanted to show Wade my new adventure route right away, but the weather didn’t cooperate.
Well, last week we finally got a break in the weather, and it was a perfect 80 degrees. We hit the trail, which was a lot of fun. It was nice having a buddy there since it sometimes seems like the beginning of a horror movie when I go running there alone. Nice girl out for a leisurely run, until BAM! Zombies appear over the hill and start coming towards her. The zombie piece didn’t actually cross my mind before Wade mentioned it. Now it’s all I think about. What fits in a fanny pack that can save me from a zombie apocalypse?
After our run, we felt great. That is until we saw the ticks climbing over Wade’s legs. Gross! I found one in my shoe, and the moment was ruined. We made up for it, though, by basking in the sun by the lake for a while. I can’t tell you how good it felt to feel the sun beating down on me as I watched the water. It’s not the beach, but it’ll do for now.
Besides the trail running, I really wanted to share this place with Wade because it was a huge part of my childhood/teenage years. I worked at the little marina that rents out paddle boats and canoes for a few summers, and coached baseball at a field in the park. Being at this place again brought back so many memories of carefree summers and seemingly endless possibilities. I wish now that my job was still dependent on the weather. There was no better feeling at the time when work would get rained out, and I got to go home early and take an afternoon nap.
What about you? What are the places that bring back memories for you? Do you visit them often?
I almost forgot. Since I was feeling so nostalgic, I made Wade take me to get a Slurpee afterwards. I used to get one of these everyday after school for like 10 years. Still hit the spot.