I proclaimed yesterday that I would be going for a walk. The gals were at camp. Dave was at work.
With a high of 61 and not a cloud in the sky, I dropped the gals off at dance camp, and set out. My plan was to stick to the Beltline, but as soon as I got to Piedmont Park, I couldn’t resist a romp in the city.
The day was grand and I walked over 12 miles. The air was crisp, my step was upbeat. I enjoyed my time alone, had a nice little reset, and remembered why I love this city.
Bring it on holidays.
Here’s some of my adventure:
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