Today’s my nephew’s twelfth birthday. He’s running a Thanksgiving 5k today in Tampa. The same 5k his mom and I ran four years ago (during which, I'm pretty sure he was sleeping).
Wish I could’ve been there with them today. For one thing, Florida's flat. But really, I just thought about them the whole time I did my own run around the same time as theirs.
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| out and back, 6k |
For him, here’s my run today, in pictures:
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| up the first hill, to the flat past the grape vines and cabbages |
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| on to the next hill, toward Cagnano |
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| past some zucca |
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| and the wildflowers across from the soccer field |
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| staying on the pavement, lined with olive trees |
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| past some Contadino's attempt to keep the animals away |
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| some chestnuts that a cingiale found first |
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| turn around in Paggese |
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| staying off the power lines (DANGER OF DEATH) |
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| past a porcini mushroom the cingiale missed |
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| and the chickens in Cagnano |
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| and the half an old Ape, down towards the.... |
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| ...hairpins |
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| down the hill |
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| above the town, past the church |
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| and home |
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