Ashburn Again

How funny? I didn't take the time to check this very blog to review a previous run in Ashburn, GA. Early this morning when faced with the "left or right" decision I selected left. I usually follow the rule of mail carriers and make right turns. I assumed that would have been the case last time we visited Ashburn. Along the way I marveled at political signs, Halloween decor and wondered about local shops and businesses. About a mile and a half or so into the run I recognized a BBQ joint. Drats! This was the same route I had traveled during on the last trip.

Bear in mind, the outing had been very pleasing, both the breezy morning and the surroundings. Nonetheless, I crossed to a side street, in an effort to gain a new perspective, and headed back toward the hotel. I figured I'd explore a little ways in the opposite direction. This took me away from the rising sun. The overcast morning held a bluish black veil over the sky. The path narrowed to a country road between cotton fields with no street lights. I was running into the dark.

A small furry creature ran across my path, yet it was so dark I couldn't discern if it was a rabbit, possum, raccoon or what. By then nearly thirty minutes had elapsed and being a touch creped out by the inability to see, I thought to return. Unfortunately, Lynard Skynard's Freebird cued up on my mp3 player. I ran fast and up hill into the darkness for a while longer before spinning around to head back to the hotel. No regrets, it all worked out for the best. I had a strong run to begin the day, managed to see new parts of the city and Shannan got to sleep a little longer.

Off to Orlando to see the mouse and run.

Tom