Webb B.Ridge Relay

Preamble:

Seems most runners were off for the Blue Ridge Relay so late in the evening I put out a route in hopes to not be alone.

The Thang:

Credit Check and I take off at 5:30 for a trip down Webb Bridge Road until we run out of sidewalk or time. Before we even get there Hot Sauce pulls the Saint Francis Sneak by catching up to us in the first mile. (A move started by Nacho last week)

We dodged machinery and dirt piles and cracked up sidewalks to get down and back. PTSD kicked in on the 400 bridge worried that Yellow Mustang may sneak up on us as he used to back in the day. He still has not been seen since pre 2020 but the memory lingers.

Good chats on cars and college plans and what nots.

COT:

Prayers for Hot Sauce’s M, all the runners this weekend, and those families in Winder.

Naked-Man Moleskin:

Always a pleasure to lead even on unfinished roads