These Summer high temps and humidity hits just keep on coming, even though Fall is knocking on our doorstep.
It was cloudy when I headed out this morning, and it took forever for the sky to lighten and brighten up so I could leave. I was tapping my foot impatiently, as I knew I’d need to hustle if I wanted to get my regular trek done.
I ran the car and was shutting the door when I felt a few raindrops on my arm. Well, the sky did look like rain could spill from those clouds, and, after all, they had called for sprinkles. I waited a few minutes and it stopped, so off I went.
Unfortunately, Emmons Boulevard was burgeoned by big trucks and work crews that were lined up and down the street for one solid block. There were detour signs galore due to sewer restoration, so I had no choice but to zigzag and go down Winchester, where several homes were festive with harvest décor. I must return with my camera and get some photos to share in later posts.
There was more sewer restoration work being done over by the footbridge, and, this time I had no option, but to either traipse through the dried mud and cement dust, or travel through someone’s sprinkler system across the street.
When I got home, before I went into the house, I stomped through the dewy grass to “wash” off my shoe bottoms, then waited for them to dry before going inside. I checked the soles, and lo and behold … I discovered a big hole on the right sole. That kind of surprised me because I just “retired” my last pair of walking shoes in July 2015, and, at that time I wrote at length about those shoes, as they had served me well, having seen me through 1,650 miles walked. The current shoes have a lot of miles on them as well, but nowhere close to 1,650. I suspect it is because I’ve been walking on the sidewalks in Lincoln Park and Wyandotte, and that cement is often pitted or uneven, as opposed to the smooth asphalt perimeter path at Council Point Park. I’ll return there again one day, but I took a break from that venue after the severe avian flu outbreak last year. The Park is loaded with Canada geese who walk all over the perimeter path and grass, leaving an abundance of droppings. I worried about my shoes picking up any avian flu viruses and bringing them home to my canary Buddy, so I’m on hiatus from the Park right now.
I’ve got another pair of brand-new walking shoes in my closet, bright white and ready to take to the streets in my quest to top last year’s 718 total miles walked. As of today, my year-to-date mileage is 550, but I know I will have decreased morning walking miles now that the sleepyhead sun doesn’t put in an appearance until much later.
Before Summer does its swan song, I wanted to share some more beautiful fleurs that have brightened my daily trek along the Boulevard this growing season. I wish I could claim they were from my house, but I’ve resorted to maintenance-free, realistic-looking silk posies because … it’s all about the walking don’t ya know!