Not cookie time but track time

COVID-19, “The Rona Era”

It’s Track time. I love it when I have the track all to myself. For some strange reason, it was very quiet out this morning when I ran. The weather was a steady 36 degrees. I knew not to over layer myself with clothing. Since I ran late, 6:30 a.m., it wasn’t too dark out, but the headlight was still needed. Today I wanted to mix some things up. Running on the track and running up the stadium steps. As I ran on the steps, I saw a perfectly fine oreo cookie. There is was all alone, in tack on the steps. Cookie, running, morning light = Tuesday running