Heading out singing our song

Come with me for a run. Yes I have my camera in my pocket. And that means I get to stop often to take photos / catch my breath.

While watching where I put my feet, I admire the red leaves carpeting the path.


I love the pines surrounding the oval.



After a long slow uphill slog I reach the place where the buses turn around, and ponder running up Mt Majura one day. Looks pretty flat for a 'mountain', no?



Heh. Turn the other way, through this gate.



Downhill for a bit now. It's mostly a nice packed red dirt path but there are some bumpy parts where I have to watch my step.



It's a big broad strip though the middle of a suburb, an empty swathe of land with powerlines running down the middle. Lots of people walk their dogs here. Old part of the suburb on my left. Across the powerlines, a large brand new section.



Onto the last long leg of this route. Isn't it pretty?



Right beside a major road bringing traffic in from Sydney. Have to turn the music up a notch.



Still pretty though.


Nearly home, I am stopped in my tracks by the rich red colour of this tree. And the need to breathe.
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Now the best part. Spend the rest of the day feeling virtuous. And maybe doing a little stretching.