We live near a great walking/jogging trail called the Green Belt. It’s paved with a fine packed gravel so it’s easier on the old joints than the pavement. Plus, sections are planted with native plants so it has quite a bit of shade in the warmer weather. The birds love it there too so there’s always lots of bird chatter to listen to while I run.
So, a disclaimer here…when I say I run, don’t picture this guy…
That ain’t me. That’s the awesomely fast Usain Bolt. He’s amazing to watch.
I look more like this when I run…
You know, we’ve all seen the video footage of some poor elephant being chased through the African landscape by a helicopter while some guy leans out and darts it with a tranquilizer dart. Then we watch as the poor creature gets slower and clumsier before it finally collapses. Well, that’s how I look when I run…slow and clumsy and sort like I am need vague need of an AED. And for some reason, unknown even to me, I find it necessary to repeat this performance on the Green Belt a few times a week.
Depending on the time of day, I generally meet with the same locals. Most are out for some exercise themselves, a few are walking up to the local shops for the morning newspaper. I always manage to gasp out a “hi, how are you?” as we pass and am always greeted just as nicely. I even have a few cheerleaders among the group, people who always encourage me. The kindness of strangers!
The best part of the trail is the birds. There are always lots of birds. Mostly bronze wing pigeons and crested pigeons scratching around in the mulch on the sides of the trail under the trees. I also see little songbirds of various sorts. One of my favorites are the wattlebirds who sometimes seem to follow me along the trail, calling out loudly like they are announcing to other birds that I am coming (or maybe they hear how hard I am breathing and are trying to call for help, I’m not really sure). But my absolute favorite is the crimson rosella (race flaveolus):
These are loud chatty birds that I usually see flying overhead. Several times a week, we have a pair of these in our backyard as well and they are great fun to watch.
It’s early spring here so some of the native plants are starting to bloom along the trail. It’s quite nice.
So even though I huff and puff it’s great fun to get out for a run (ok, ok, a jog) and I have a great spot to do it! So tomorrow morning, I’ll lace on the old running shoes again.