3.5 miles. Hood route. 6 am start. Even with the long break from running, this went pretty well. Hopping branches and running through spiderwebs is no joyride, but still.
I talked to the old man that walks along my route every day. Of course, we talked about the storm. Irma shook 452 beautiful avocados out of his tree. I don't even like avocados, or guacamole. He can't even pick up the cans he put them in because of the weight. I'd like to help him out, so I took 15 to work.
These are the untold stories of Irma's devastation! Ha!
I got all of my parents' hurricane protection down with the boys last night. We were moving. I'd like them to come home to a normal house. Tonight is yard work.