In praise of a reliable workout buddy [Washington Post]


It’s easy to take your most reliable running buddy for granted, or to forget, over time, how lucky you are to have that one friend who’s truly there anytime you want to go for a bike ride.
I’m referring, of course, to myself and the Capital Crescent Trail, an 11-mile arc of wooded refuge that runs through the heart of suburbia and deep into the city, from Silver Spring in the northeast to Georgetown in the southwest. If it’s weird for an adult to express affection for a sloping stretch of pavement, to admit a crush on crushed gravel, so be it. I’m certainly not the only one.
“When you try to estimate . . . what a trail like this is worth,” says Jake Lynch, spokesman for the Rails-to-Trails Conservancy, a national advocacy group, “that sort of value is priceless. You can’t put a price on it.”

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