Guess who went for a run yesterday? Yep. Me.
I hear you. You’re saying, ‘With your back? Are you crazy? Didn’t you swear that you were done with running – FOREVER?’
Let me just say that I didn’t intend on going for a run; it’s just that I didn’t have much choice.
Craig wanted to get out of the house. He’s been off work for over a month and is trying to regain some of his strength since having surgery last week, so he thought he’d go with me while I walked the dogs. Great! I thought. I don’t mind walking the dogs alone but it goes a lot faster when there is someone to talk to along the way.
There happens to be an Osprey’s nest about 1/4 of a mile from where we park our car. It is sectioned off so the birds can’t be bothered but there is a pathway in which one can walk the entire perimeter of the nest. I’ve been wanting to do a larger watercolor of nesting Osprey for a couple of years now but have never had the time to set up my tripod and take good reference photos. Together, we came up with a plan: we’d all walk to the nesting site where I’d set up the tripod and camera; leave Craig to take photos while I walked the perimeter with the dogs. We’d circle around, meet back up and then all walking back to the car together.
All went according to plan until we started heading back up the path to collect Craig. Emmie, as you know is a rescue dog. She has her quirks, which don’t bother me in the least – that is, until I need her to do something and she refuses. Emmie is very sensitive when it comes to the weather and heard a distant rumble of thunder and that was that. She sat flat on her butt and refused to move unless it was towards the car. Normally as long as I wait patiently she comes around, but yesterday? Not going to happen in a million years!
I was too far to yell to Craig that we were ‘stuck’ and that I had no choice but to take the dogs back to the car, so off we went. At first I walked as quickly as I could but then I started realizing that I’d been gone way too long already. And of course, it was the ONE day that neither of us brought our phones so I had no way to tell him where we were or what was happening. My fast walk became a jog and then I started running with the dogs to the car. When we arrived I looked like I was having an asthma attack. I fumbled around, opened the door and they hopped inside. Then I realized how hot it was inside the car. Damn it! I can’t just leave them in the car!
I drove to a shady spot and opened up the sunroof on the car and lowered the windows – then ran back to the Osprey nest where Craig stood wondering what on earth was going on. As soon as I saw him I stopped and bent over like I was going to vomit. Out of breath with legs that felt like rubber I choked out that the dogs were in the car and that I had to get back to them right away. I grabbed the camera and tripod, asked if he was okay and could make the walk back on his own (he said yes to both), turned around and ran back to the car.
By the time I got back I thought I was going to pass out. Note to self: I definitely, DEFINITELY need more cardio!
Craig slowly came out of the wooded area about 15 minutes later where the dogs and I were in the car waiting.
…and the photos? Here’s a sample from the nearly 60 images he took:
There are young ones on the nest and I will be making an effort to go back when they get bigger. This is Mama Osprey looking straight at Craig. Notice that she’s looking directly at the camera. She looks like she wants to swoop down and knock him unconscious. And, um….did you notice the talons on this raptor? Yikes!
Today, I’m definitely feeling the effects of that run. My lower back is achy and sore, and for some reason so is my incision site from surgery last year (HELLO body!! Did you not get the memo that I’m supposedly all healed by now??) As long as I don’t overdo today, I should be fine.
Have a good Thursday; I’ll be back tomorrow with my Gratitude Photo Friday post, along with an update on Craig.