This morning's run was a solitary affair, a decision made in consideration of Goat's well-being after yesterday’s exertions. After a short walk with him, I set out alone for the woods, leaving him to rest. My destination was Greensfelder Park, a place I fondly refer to as the 'amusement park behind Six Flags.' It's a whimsical comparison, but for me, Greensfelder offers far more amusement these days than its famous neighbor. The journey there is a familiar one, initially heading towards Six Flags, but then veering off to a path less traveled, yet more cherished. The morning was damp and misty, conditions that often promise solitude on the trails. Today was no exception. I found myself enveloped in the quietude of the park, with only the soft patter of rain and the rhythmic sound of my footsteps as company. Over the course of eight miles, human interaction was pleasantly absent. It was just me, the rain-soaked trails, and the enveloping peace of nature — a combinatio