Last Updated on by
Preface: This post was meant to be a quick recap of my weekend. But Monday morning presented me with a handful of clients, a lawn that desperately needed mowing and didn’t have distinguishable boundaries (is this lawn, or is this garden?) and then my computer restarted on its own free will, losing the previous unsaved draft of this post. Thus I present you a weekend story, on Tuesday.
I love exploring new places. I love to travel, I love to sight see, I love to road trip, I love adventure. It simply boggles my mind how huge this planet is, and how much there is to see; the exploring could literally never end. I dream of exploring far away places, but for now, road trips around New England make me just as happy.
Places I love to explore include: parks, trails, historical sites, good restaurants, and hole-in-the-wall pubs.
Things that make me as giddy as a kid in a candy shop include: finding a permanent obstacle course set up in a park.
While traversing around Portland Maine this past weekend with Geoff and his amazing sister Jenny, we stumbled upon this awesome set- up in a local park. Though we were all wearing jeans and far from appropriately dressed for scaling walls and playing in the mud, all three of us dove right in. Plenty of walls, cargo nets, and monkey bars, with zero lines, liability waivers, and entrance fees. I’ve been pining for a wall of my own in our backyard, but this discovery came in as a close second.
We ran around and played like a bunch of little kids released from the confines of a classroom for recess. We practiced wall climbs in the wrong shoes (even Jenny’s shiny boots!) and Geoff tried to teach us a wall flip technique that I’m pretty sure might land me in traction…so I’ll stick with what I know.
Then we spent the rest of the weekend eating and drinking our way through town, while oogling at all of the touristy sights. I took pictures of
all most some of it, because I figured if Monday morning didn’t include a race recap, pictures of potato donuts would run a close second.
Not pictured: we ran a “Nickelodeon” themed trail with some new running friends, where one guy dumped green slime (“You can’t do that on television” style) on the entire, unsuspecting, group from an overpass. It was hilarious, classic, and the timing perfect…but I have no pictures to share.