Along my rides on the W&OD (a local trail here in Northern VA), I often see deer. Lately, I see them every ride.
There's something mesmerizing about them--I become completely transfixed. Every time I see one, I feel like I'm suddenly moving in slow motion; and, although I actually DO slow down(because if there's one there's likely more)it's not about my actual speed but more that time stops. It's quite bizarre.
On one ride, a deer stood casually on the side of the trail, so close that had I reached out I could have touched him. He appeared neither ready to bolt nor frozen in fear; he was just hanging out. I saw him as I approached from a distance about an eighth of a mile. He saw me too. He just stared right at me and, as I passed, he continued to hold my gaze. It was pretty amazing.
More lessons in being present and mindful?
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