Crossing Counties

Met up with Deirdre this morning, she wanted to run somewhere different. So we ran out toward the 'burbs and I showed her the Lansdowne Sycamore.

The weather was mild and the running was easy. I really like the part of the loop to the sycamore where you cross counties, as it is a cross-country type trail along and eventually over the Cobbs Creek.

When we got to the sycamore we stopped for a few minutes and paid our respects to the 300 year old tree. I noticed this time around how its massive trunk breaks into three smaller but still massive subtrunks which proceed to go increasingly horizontal. Its a great climbing and swinging tree. It has lost all of its leaves with the recent rain we've been having but it still looks good - like its not a day over 200 years old.

Run back was equally uneventful. We talked about an interview Deirdre read where an elite runner said that she felt it was God's plan for her to run. We marveled at how convenient it was that she was called to do that what she wanted to do, and wondered how she was so secure in knowing God's plan. Does God even make plans?

I'll leave you with that theological question to ponder. Call it 9.5 in 71:53; just about right for me today.