Bud and I visit the track at my old school on a daily basis. This is one of the benches where students and walkers/runners rest from time to time. It is where Buddy usually parks his bike. He rides the 7 miles down to the track and back to the house, and I drive the car.
He’s the gutsy one. I’m the old wimp.
I walk a mile or two, and then I rest :-) It was windy and cold this afternoon. Bud ran in shorts, and I am bundled up as I always am.