Lake Union, Seattle

Houseboats along Lake Union, Seattle, WA

This morning I got up as usual at 5:00 AM and put on my walkers, dressed for my walk but instead of going out the door and on my walk I got in my car and drove to Starbucks. Now I know what you’re thinking, Mike finally figured out he could drive to Starbucks get his Venti drip and drive back home thus saving quite a bit of time.

Not to worry, what I really did was stop, get my Venti drip, jump back in my car and savor that tasty brew as I drove to Seattle. You see I had a meeting in an office building along Lake Union. Lake Union has one of the most incredible walking trails around it imaginable.So….. I got to walk along Lake Union before my meeting.

Couple of things, first a trip to Lake Union wouldn’t be complete without a picture of house boats; you know “Sleepless in Seattle” and all that…… But wait there’s more. My Mother was born, in 1923, on a house boat, on Lake Union, about 4 docks from where my meeting was this morning. Now is that cool or what? Thing is back in the day people lived on houseboats on Lake Union because they were too poor to live on land. I walked and shared memories of my Mom with myself, imagining her as a child, all happy and full of fun. You know I believe I could feel her energy there this morning, by the lake shore, as I walked along. It made for a beautifully memorable walk.

Damsel in Distress…….

     So, I was walking along whistling and singing a happy song, when from behind me this reasonably attractive jogger passed by on the right. Nothing like a reasonably attractive jogger passing you by to cause your pace to quicken and your stride to lengthen just a little bit. I tried not to stare as she eventually jogged around a corner and out of site.

I’m walking along whistling and singing a happy song, when I round this corner and there she is not more than 20 yards ahead of me, just standing there all reasonably attractive and everything. Just as I got near her she turned and off she jogged on up the hill and around another bend. Well by this time my stride has lengthen and my pace, that of an Olympic hopeful. I’m thinking, I’ve never seen this person before. Who could she be? All so reasonably attractive and everything.

I’m walking along whistling and singing a happy song, when I crest a hill and round yet another corner and there she is again just standing there fussing with something of which I can not tell. I walk right up to her prepared to render whatever assistance, should any assistance be required by this reasonably attractive jogger. Priding myself on being rather an observant lad I noticed she was fussing with her earphones. Immediately I showed her mine, (earphones), and told her how happy I was with them and that they never let me down. We chatted about earphones for a bit, I told her the brand name of mine and how she could Google them. She eventually smiled sweetly and genuinely thanked me as she turned gave me a final wave and jogged off into the next bend in the trail.

As I walked along whistling and singing a happy song, I couldn’t help but feel the way a Knight in shining armor must have felt, oh so long ago, as he went away knowing once again he was there to render assistance and help a Damsel in distress.