Perfect morning

The Fleet Feet crew had a training run along the river trail this morning. Seven miles, I think; I wasn’t paying attention. Glorious weather for it: At this moment, it’s 69 degrees outside, and the sun is shining. I think it was in the low 60s when we started, as I was actually a little chilly until we got moving. We ran a little faster than our usual pace, which was fine with me. When the weather is nice, I don’t mind working a little bit harder.

I saw a flock of barn swallows zoom across the trail near the beginning of our run. I’d never noticed a barn swallow until I saw three of them playing around the overhang at Joseph’s in Santa Rosa, N.M., last month, and now I seem to see them everywhere. Weird. The ones around here don’t have that blue shimmer like the ones I saw in New Mexico, though. Maybe the light just caught them at the right angle that morning … or maybe their feathers were reflecting that dazzling New Mexico sky.

I’m starving half to death, so we’re going to head to Ollie’s for breakfast, and then I’ve got to leave for a Route 66 Association meeting this afternoon at the Oklahoma Route 66 Museum in Clinton.

Hope your Saturday morning is wonderful, wherever you are.