Saturday, August 12, 2006

private drive

here we all are in Cape Cod for Andrew & Jen's wedding. we are out late, up early and there is barely time to walk. the week since flying in has been bad for training, that's for sure. in a break we head to the beach. i walk. everything is askew with my schedule & today should be 10-40-10 but i have a strict time limit before we pile back in the minivan so it is only 35 mins. beyond the the beach, i walk in timed patterns in and behind the residential areas - among paved and gravel roads marked PRIVATE leading to coastal homes. a casual nod to a runner, and later on a more frequented public road, a pair of walkers opposing traffic. i appreciate the time alone. i even find an unlocked porta-potty with sweeping sea views at the construction site of a cliff-side mansion.