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| The South Bay from 900 feet |
By late afternoon on Wednesday the temperature had dropped to the 70's. It was an opportune time to test
leg strength. As I plodded along at 3-4 mph, high-school cross country runners flew past. They think they're going to live forever, and, given how rapidly medical technology is advancing, they probably will.
After a couple of miles the terrain got steeper, and I had to use the walking stick. The
chiropractor had been correct: it would take many months for the leg to get back to 100%.
3.5 miles in, I had reached the top of the trail. Descending was psychologically treacherous: the hard part was done (
it's all downhill from here), and muscles are tired and prone to giving way if concentration flags.
With a mile to go I stopped at
the farm. The cows and I looked at each other and
ruminated, our favorite pastime.
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