I went to Jackson Park Wednesday night. I was planning to ride to Lakefield but Pat said, “I will go with you, I think you need to reclaim Jackson Park”. So off we went.
I couldn’t believe just how nervous I was – I slowed right down and pretty much stopped breathing between Bonaccord and the first bridge.
I had to laugh when I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw a 3 pound dog running around. (Little dogs are dangerous because they run in front of bikes but I was not in danger of an attack – I was going too fast for the little guy to catch.)
Once I got going I started feeling better. We counted 7 loose dogs that night – but 3 were out near Lilly Lake Road.
I haven’t been back for a run, but I will – but I won’t be going alone.