I think I might have done things in the wrong order? Multiple showers the night before, started the run clean and dry, but ended it soaked and muddy. That can’t be right. I couldn’t find the actual rubber ducky – he got put in a box of water toys in the shed. But, “cute and yellow and chubby” – would you take 2 out of 3? Not many honks, plenty of BL/M (Baffled Looks per Mile). Even had some thoughtful moments as Lecrae’s “Dirty Water” played right as I turned onto the trail next to – no joke – Negro Creek.
