Extreme City Slicker

A steady stream of headlights exits the highway as I watch for my friend's car.  Life has thrown him a few curve balls and I invited, maybe even demanded, Oso joining me for a run since few problems can't be figured out during a long trail run.  A car pulls up with a smiling face and he follows me further down the interstate to the parking lot at the base of the trail.

On the horizon, dawn is painting the inky night sky with large brush strokes of brilliant colors as we head out.  Typically music seals my ears while I run, but today I leave the music behind to visit with Oso as we trek up the trail and enter the canyon.