An evening run turned into a walk. Which turned into a stroll. Which turned into picture-taking. I have no idea what happened. Distracted? Bored? Unmotivated? I dunno. I just wasn’t feeling it. I don’t understand how that happens with running. One day for no apparent reason…oops. Bad day. Yet the next day you can channel your inner Forest Gump and keep cranking along. I love those days. I completed 10k for the first time the other day and have been riding a happy wave ever since. Until tonight, of course. Tonight I shut off my gps/running app two and a half miles in and called it a night. But I had fun looking around. Maybe Forest will show up tomorrow. You never know.