Time for me to fly!
The original plan today was everyone meeting up at 6am (as usual) to do our morning run. But each of us all had our own ideas and plans for what we wanted to do today. Christine was going to head to the local track to get her miles in and do some bleachers afterwards. Bill was going to run from home but needed to be back in time to get his kids off to school. I texted to Jen to see if she wanted to be a slacker and not head out until 6:30 since we only had 3 miles on the schedule and would be done in less than 40 mins etc.
Well Jen wasnt feeling well - so since it was just going to be her and I there was no need for me to head to the trail, I was going to just go on the part right behind my house. Then as I was laying there I thought - I will just sleep in and go do the lunch time 3 miles from work like I did the other day.
Well a bit after 6:30 the other Kristine (with a K) texted me wondering where I was as she had been at the trail at 6 found out we were not coming till 6:30 and was waiting for us. So I jumped out of bed and got to the trail feeling terrible that she was waiting as I didnt know she was planning on running with all of us today!
Along the way we came across a little baby bird who must have ventured out of the nest but didnt seem to have the wing strength to really fly just yet. At first I wasnt sure if it was alive as I could not see it’s head (see below) but I did noticed it was shivering a little. Well it turns out it had its little head hiding under its wing because it was scared.
I wanted to get him out from the trail as I was worried someone else may not see him or a bike could easily run right over him as he didn’t stand out all the much against the ground. (note I do not know if it was a boy, but for the sake of this story I will refer to it as a he/him)!
I found a stick near by and slowly moved it near his feet and his little head popped out and he chirped at me a little in defense and then jumped up onto the branch as I was hoping.
I slowly moved him from the trail to a little safe area behind a park bench - where he would not be harmed. I tried to keep myself lower to ground so that he didnt fall off the branch as I moved him.
As soon as I set the stick down on the ground he stayed perched on it and immediately hid his little head again.
I hope he makes it!
When all was said and done we got in 2 miles walking. I will still plan on getting my 3 mile run in sometime today!
And I can’t be the only left with REO Speedwagon’s Time For Me To Fly playing in my head over and over. So here are a few lyrics to get you singing along with me:
Time for me to fly
Oh, I’ve got to set myself free
Time for me to fly
That’s just how it’s got to be
I know it hurts to say goodbye, but it’s time for me to fly!