Lakefront trail, a blessing and joy
I experienced the saying that “if you don’t like Chicago weather, wait for ten minutes” for two days in a row.
I went out for a jog early yesterday morning. A slight drizzle caressed my face when I got out, making the air cool, moisturized and refreshing—a striking luxury for my throat and lungs after a long trip to China. By the time I jogged behind the Planetarium, the drizzle became small drops of rain. I watched the geese and ducks in the lake staying put without a fuss and continued on my route. The rain went on and off, and by the time I made a loop and got on to the stretch toward Monroe Street along the lake, the rain came down hard. I turned back but got inspired by other joggers, or I should say, runners who didn’t seek shelter. I got home soaking wet, a mixture of sweat and rain, but felt great. In about an hour, when I rode my bike to my office, the sun was peeping out.
Early this morning I went through another drastic change: when I started jogging around 6:30 am, a heavy fog enveloped the lake and the buildings nearby, making them vaguely visible. There was no wind, and the peaceful surface of the lake made me long to dive into it for a swim—I could hardly wait for the outdoor swim season to start. I ran over to my favorite beach and touched the water to feel the temperature—not as cold as I thought it would be. The water level is very high this year, reaching almost to the staircase at the beach I used to swim. This morning, only a lonely goose was there. Hope I will be able to join the goose in the Lake in a week or so. Maybe with the rapid change of Chicago weather, I don’t have to wait that long.
What a blessing and joy to have the lakefront trail and park, extending about 20 miles, all to the public!
Jian Ping, author of Mulberry Child: A Memoir of China, which has been developed into an award-winning doc film. Jian, aka Jennifer Hou Kwong, is directing a doc film on Art Paul