This morning when Katie and I went out to do her business I noticed this.
It looked like my husband had spilled a bit of peat while he was planting trees yesterday. I didn’t think much about it. But it isn’t peat. Can you think what else it might be? Does a closer picture give you a better idea?
I didn’t think so. I’d need a close up lens on my little point and shoot camera for you to really see what this is.
It’s tiny tiny tiny red ants! I don’t know what they’re doing, but they seem intent on doing it together.
After Katie finished doing her business I went out for a 4 mile run/walk. I’m working back from an injury that occurred almost two years ago. It’s hard.
My rules for this run/walk were simple. Run a minute, walk a minute. I allowed myself to run longer than a minute if I felt good, but never less than a minute. And walks were never ever longer than a minute. Those of you that have done sits and downs in dog obedience know how long a minute can be. I have it from a very authoritative source (me) that 38 seconds feels like a minute. I glanced at my watch at least once every minute for 54 minutes during the run…and often the first glance showed that only 38 seconds had gone by when I thought for sure it had been at least a minute!
Aside from the normal red winged black birds that circled my head when I ran through the swamp I also got to see a swimming muskrat, and munching young groundhog, a couple of chipmunks scurrying across the road, a giant crow jeering (ahem..cheering) me on and a myriad of other birds flitting across the road in front of me.
The morning was misty, cooler than it’s been, gray skies. Just a touch of rain falling gently on the back of my neck. So peaceful. Except for my labored breathing. Four miles seemed longer than it did years ago. During mile 3 I began to realize that most of my energy was being expounded moving me up and down rather than efficiently moving me forward. I tried to lengthen my stride, an attempt to get home sooner rather than never. But as a car approached and I began to move off the white line of pavement that I’d been running on I realized it was taking me five steps just to get both feet on the shoulder. Obviously my stride hadn’t lengthened at all! LOL
Turning into my subdivision, 3/10 of a mile to go to my driveway, I was relieved but also hot and smelly. My right knee was beginning to twinge, and I was pretty sure I had a blister on my left little toe. But the mist was cool on my face, and I knew I was going to reach my goal. Eventually. I ran the last three minutes home, because it was downhill.
And because I could.
June 13, 2010 at 9:19 am
This post makes me want to go outside! I love the way you told your morning story.
June 13, 2010 at 9:37 am
Well good for you!!! Mom would be run for 10 seconds, walk for 5 minutes. So it sounds like your plan was much better! Funny how 38 seconds seems like a minute but I know what you are talking about from sits and downs! A 3 minute sit is an eternity!
This seems to be a big year for ants! Last year we hardly saw one and this year they are all over.
June 13, 2010 at 11:31 am
Wow, those ants are amazing! I hope they don’t take over.
Your outside is much more interesting than my suburban outside!
June 13, 2010 at 3:06 pm
I remember my dad once telling me when I started running that I should run from one light pole to the next, then walk to the next pole, repeat. Not sure how long that would take. Surely less than a minute.
Oh yea. I don’t run anymore! But I loved it when I did!
Those ants are scary!
June 14, 2010 at 3:42 am
Ants – yuk! Running the last 3 because you could – awesome 🙂
June 14, 2010 at 5:05 pm
Thats a lot of ants!! Diana
June 15, 2010 at 11:09 pm
I wonder what those ants found. There sure where a LOT of them! Great job on your running/walking. That’s really good.
June 17, 2010 at 8:27 am
So many ants and so few Uncles. BOL. Good job with the running & walking.
Essex & Deacon