Leap day ski - stretch!

            Feeling buried in book tasks Friday night, I declined an invitation to spend Saturday cross-country skiing in northern Maine. I woke up early on Saturday morning, blue sky beckoning, and thought, “what’s wrong with me?” It was February 29th, leap day. My word of the year is supposed to be “stretch.” Take a leap; do something special; stretch yourself, Robin! So I texted – invitation still open?
            Nothing nourishes the soul like a day outdoors. We followed a glorious riverside trail on the Penobscot River Trails property – a little-known gem, free and open to the public. Notice the view of a distant, snow-covered Mt. Katahdin from our lunchtime warming lodge.
            Maybe not the best idea to do eight miles on my first day out. I slowed down my group, but they were very kind. That decision to stretch will require a lot of further stretching, if I can move at all. I will carry memories of that day for a while – in spirit and body.
           
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 188: 164 words, TOTAL = 30,798; 29,202 remaining

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