… I didn’t feel like going for my scheduled 5k because it was hot, and I spent most of the day on my feet at a friend’s wedding, so I was tired and pretty sore. But I dragged my ass to the gym, put in my 5k (I hate treadmill runs), and was rewarded with this view on my way back:
There’s never a run that’s not worth it.
Started early today, and once again was rewarded by pretty magnificent sights.
The geese were out in force, entirely fearless, grazing wherever they pleased.
Isn’t that view magnificent?
A man fed a group of stray cats and night herons before sitting down to fish. The cats had the good sense to keep a wary distance from these well-armed birds.
A night heron between the rushes.
A total of 10k run today, 5k run yesterday and 25k run this week. Not bad at all.
Taken on a humid and crowded 6k run on the Tel Aviv promenade. No better view to be had.
Woke up at 5AM to go out for a 10k run, leaving at 5:30, while it was still cool and dark.
The sun starting to rise, 3k into the run, lighting up the water in pink and gold. My legs were tired from yesterday’s 5k, but the view made this run worth while.
That is just breathtaking.
The park was very peaceful in the morning, and a friendly walker admired the sunrise with me, cheering me on.
Sunrise peering over the trees — my phone camera is doing it no justice.
I love that the little heron is waiting for the fishermen to fail.
Little herons fishing for themselves for a change.
That’s 10K done, most of it before sunrise. I ran 25k this week, the most ever — super proud of myself, and totally worth the early Saturday wake up.
Started out extra early (before 6AM), since it was going to be a super hot day.
The sun had just come up, the promenade was practically deserted (early morning on a Saturday will do that for you), and the air was relatively cool, though still humid.
I wasn’t the only one enjoying the early morning breeze — these little guys were taking cover from the sun by the time I ran back.
The sun made everything seem gloriously golden… A breathtaking sight.
You can just make out the Night Heron looking out at the ducks. He was still there when I ran back.
Ducks having fun in the sun, around the 3K mark.
Making my way back, around the 7K mark. The park had come to life, and the sun was starting to blaze away.
Night Heron still there, standing like a watchman, keeping an eye on the river.
Last view of the river and the birds, before the final stretch home.
10K run, and well worth setting the alarm for.
View from last night's fast 4K run.