I’m on vacation in the Midwest this week and am impressed that the weather rivals our recent Bermuda weather. It seems they’re having an atypically warm April which is fine with me.
Yesterday I went for a fabulous barefoot run. The roads here (I am staying out in the country) feel very different underfoot than those at home. You can run for miles out here and barely see any traffic. Most of the roads are a little grittier than at home, but there’s no glass to speak of. I also managed to sneak up on four deer without them noticing me. After living on a tiny island, wildlife and open spaces always cause my breath to catch in my throat. Funny how you can live in a tropical paradise of palm trees and turquoise waters and be moved by a huge still-brown field in the Midwest. I guess it’s all what you’re used to.
