Great Escape: Into the woods
Shucks, sorry. Can't get a signal on my cellphone here.
There is this precious hour I've found between nudging the last little one onto the school bus and being accountable at work. It’s the time I sneak off for a brisk walk, a guilty pleasure outdoors. I have a gym membership; my husband will tell you about it. But there is something impulsive and refreshing about slipping out to play. My neighbor Marybeth and I talk about having the feeling we are "getting away with something" when we meet up and hit the trails at beautiful Holmdel Park, for a brisk 45-minute, calorie-burning walk-and-talk. In dry weather we’ll tackle steep hills and enter the woods, cross a wooden bridge, trudge up and down broad, sun-dappled trails to the little-known marsh walk deep in the woods. We’ll be talking the whole…
charlie
2:19 am on Thursday, February 10, 2011
now thats open space--not a tennis court--to each his own   more ›