There is no Bicycle: Morning Run

The plan this morning was to run along the beach into work... But when I got down the steps at the end of San Rafael rd at 5:40 this morning the Tide was already a foot from the bluffs. I had done my home work and checked the tides, although being extremely in experienced in what that all means I had mis interpreted the numbers... so there I was 5:40 in the morning, the Pacific Ocean barricading my planned running route.

I decided to just bite the bullet and run the same route that I ride into work... It was going to be a few more miles then I really wanted but it was important to me that I accomplish what I set out to do....

So I ran... through the park and across the bridge.

And I ran... through the Douglas preserve and down to Hendrys beach.

And I ran... up through the hills of hope ranch where the weather was balmy.

And I ran... through an early morning women's jogging group, their headlamps forming dozens of torches casting light from their foreheads- They looked strange and not of this Earth.

And I ran... down from hope ranch where the bike back intersects.

And I ran... down the bike path until the university was in view.

And I stopped... and the beach to stretch and snap a few.

And I ran... up through the University where the air was so still.

And I ran... along campus housing where the occasional alarm was bleeping

And I ran...through the neighborhood with road signs, name after other UC's

And I ran along the edge of ellwood and up to my work.

And I stopped for just a moment before I keyed in...
To appreciate life and how my day did begin.