Spring in Oregon, a vignette
There’s a small chance of rain (duh). I wanted to run, but didn’t want to get soaked, so I decided to stay closed, run around the block, and remind my legs what it feels like to run hills. Got all dressed, got my shoes on, opened the door – rain. Closed the door, contemplated the gym. Got my keys and ID, opened the door – the rain had stopped. The sun was back.
Time to take my chances. Three laps into the ten laps I wasn’t sure I was going to complete (hills are HARD), and guess what happened?
My name is Zannah, and I live in Oregon.