I find that morning is the best time to exercise. In fact very first thing in the morning, that way nothing can come between me and my desire for a workout. By the time its over its still early and I can go through the day guilt free knowing I did something. Guilt free days are good.
This is a place I take a lot of photos, it's called Bradenton Riverwalk. If I come here first thing in the morning I'll find a lot of people that think the way I do. Walking, running, doing pushups and basically all manner of exercise. It's the perfect place, there's plenty of open space by the water and miles of walkways.
However when I come here it's just to take pictures or walk my dog. I workout in a gym in a bootcamp class. I tend to need some type of structured activity inside lest I get distracted by the sunrise and want to start snapping pictures. Maybe I could combine exercise with taking pictures to have my cake and eat it too. That would be like going for a hike with a camera. What a bright idea, I should try that sometime.
A shot of the main bridge near my home between Bradenton and Palmetto. Apparently this is now due for replacement. Bridges have a life span and this one is at its end. I imagine that to replace it will be a couple years of chaos, but that's the price to pay for progress I suppose. In the old days the bridges were flat, not arched like this. When it came time to replace them they simply turned them into fishing piers. I don't suppose that will work with these arched versions, they'll probably just demolish the whole thing.
The traffic over this bridge can be horrendous. But I don't stress it, besides, what can be better than to be stuck on a bridge in Florida; you can look out and see sailboats or dolphins, the scenery is pretty good. I look forward to getting stuck on bridges here, especially drawbridges, they're my favorite. Everyone stops and turns off the engine and some folks like me get out of our cars. Its fun to watch the bridge rise and the sailboats pass. I've spent a lot of time in traffic over the years, but getting stuck on a bridge in Florida changes your perspective on the experience.
They're building another one about five miles upriver. I can hardly wait for that to be built so that I can get pictures from and around it. Anyway, for someone who loves photographing bridges I suppose I live in the right place.
The morning train crosses the bridge to Bradenton on it's way to the orange juice plant. I stood here as it blew its horn which can be heard for miles away. When I'm home I hear the horn at night and for me it's just part of the daily sounds that make up the fabric of life in this small town. Each time I hear it I know the train is crossing the river.
When I travel to another part of the country or up to Canada and see Tropicana orange juice in a carton, I know it crossed this bridge as it left the plant. It's a subtle feeling of familiarity when I'm far from home.
Anyway, I love traveling by train, there couldn't be a more relaxing way to travel. Unlike a plane you can easily get up and walk around. There's none of the nonsense about landing and takeoff and you can pretty much do as you please.
Anyway, I don't see many passenger trains in my part of Florida. Even so they were largely responsible for the population growth in the last century. Now the trains here mostly serve industry. For instance the Ringling circus train leaves from just the other side of the river. That has a long history, and I know someone who works on that train, but I digress; another story for another day perhaps.