It's been busy at work this week. Hubris took over on Saturday afternoon. I took an ill-advised 14+ miler to Farmington Pond, via BST.
With three miles to go, I was hurting, but too proud to call for a ride.
But seeing all the streams with their undiverted, natural flows was great. Just after a side-by-side went zooming by in a cloud of dust and noise, I was treated to a dog-fight between a couple of red-tails. Chasing, banking, diving. The pond was pristine, with ducks, geese, and fishermen.
Other than a sore butt and mildly disappointing pace, this run had a lot going for it.
Next time I'll remember to take that intermediate step between 8 and 14.
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