Atlanta

I’ve occasionally been out “urban running” or doing “parkour” or whatever it is you call it when you run kitty-wumpus across an urban landscape, cutting across areas that usually don’t get traffic, and breaking vertical barriers whenever possible.

This evening in Atlanta, I needed a reboot. Worked till about 9, ditched the laptop, went out, had a nice light dinner near the hotel, and then busted out running across town.

I was maybe 45 minutes out when it began to rain. Hard.

Note to self: Urban running is not so much fun when it’s raining.

To the nice people who yelled what I can only assume were offers of help from your cars as you sped by: Thanks for your concern – I got home fine.