I am right now in the one place that feels like home— even though home is not where I live. It’s a funny feeling that I can’t shake. Logically, there is no way for Eastport to be my home— but , nonetheless— it feels like home. I did my standard workout which involves a series of loops. This route duplicates my most traveled spots from the past. I wasn’t exactly sure that I was going to do this workout, but I quickly came to the conclusion that this was the best route for the day. It was cool, but not freezing. It was sunny and beautiful. Water fowl fly off as I pass by then along the shore. I did 9.12 miles in 2:18:59 for a 15:14 minute per mile pace with an average heart rate of 108 bpm with an elevation gain of 665 feet with a temperature of 33 degrees and 69 percent humidity. I am blogging at the Todd House after a nice stay. It will be sad to go, but there are good things on the other end of the trip. I am so blessed to be able to visit my daughter and grandson and the place that I love during this trying time of the coronavirus pandemic. Lord willing— Hope, Maine tomorrow. God bless you!
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