Just a walk (run) in the park

Wonders never cease... at least in regard to the shock value of my changed life here in New Mexico. Take my run this afternoon for example, I decided to venture out a little and discover the "neighborhood" (a word I use very loosely). Within three miles, I encountered a crowing rooster, more dirt roads than paved, and getting chased by stray if not feral dogs. In fact, most of the run involved dogs at every house barking through chain link fences. It felt like a scene straight out of the pound in Lady and the Tramp.

Ahhh it makes me think about how much I took my runs through Hancock Park for granted :(

There's always joining a gym I guess