sunday seven
late in the afternoon i headed out with temps in the mid-sixties and a bit of sun. my outbound route headed down comanche then east on the glacial drumlin to bethesda park. i did a 180 and returned back home on the same route at just a bit faster pace. as i neared my house, i greeted my neighbor (and fellow red wings fan) as he was about to start cutting the grass. after chatting for a bit, i hit the shower and called it a day.