For those of you that have followed this blog for long, it is already apparent to you that spelling isn't my strong suit. I remember a teacher in the 6th grade trying to inspire me through competition. I really worked hard but sat down on the first word.
I mention this because this blog entry was almost titled the sweat smell of summer which could also have been a great blog subject. However, I'm just happy today because my run smelled perfect.
The black berries are out and I had miles of that warm sweat smell that you only know about if you live in a place being taken over by black berries. Every once in a while I just reach out and grab a berry and I have all the race nutrition I need, especially if I eat a buggy one.
As I ran along the river and the small late summer beaches along the Columbia river I smelled sunscreen and then as I finished my run through the neighborhood, I started smelling grills and roasting meat.
What a great run, I love summer!
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