The soft, mushy feel of flower petals under my feet, grinding into the small rocks on the paved sidewalk.
The blockade ahead: a large, slow moving group of tourists.
Dodge to the left, dodge to the right. Leap over tree roots and missing paving stones! Hurdle a dog leash! Tightrope walk the granite curb! Catch my balance on a slick manhole cover!
Come to a crashing, screeching halt as a car makes an illegal right turn! Colorado plates don’t realize they’re going the wrong way up a one way street!
Traffic light counts it down–on your mark, 3, get set, 2, check for traffic, 1, go!!!!!!
Such is the joy of running in a city.
What’s your run like?