Part of the Herd

Ah the Gazelle. A light, nimble grazer of the African plains. Every Tuesday a herd of around 20-30 Gazelles meets in an alley behind some of the downtown shops. These Gazelles follow a specific route, and run together in a herd – an Urban Herd – Gazelles who run the city.

Every once in awhile, when I am not scheduled to work, I get to be part of the herd. Tonight was one of those nights.

We galloped down streets, taking in sights, chatting about life. It’s an ever changing group of people, and yet there is a central core that continues to run together week after week.

We may not reach speeds of 50 to 60 miles per hour (the top speed of a Thompson’s Gazelle), but we have fun, work hard, and and support each other through many things.

This evening was a perfect evening for the herd to assemble. It was neither too warm nor too cold, the sun was shining, and the breeze was gentle. And while cars whizzed around us, and the noises of construction and people meandering and daily business pressed in, we ran as one herd –  together, ignoring the hustle and bustle.

It’s been tough not being able to join the herd often. To see, but not be able to run with the familiar faces in the safety and security of the group.

Hopefully the trend will continue and I will be able to Gazelle with them again soon.

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