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The 20 yard dash…

You’d think a former 2:24 marathoner could get from here to there lickety split. The days as a semi-speedster, however, are long, long gone. My ankles tell me so.

But the familiar crunch of plastic during rush hour traffic got my attention. There, in the middle of four rows of traffic on Colony Road in Charlotte was some large, clear plastic object that was meeting the wrong end of radial tires. It was in the process of being flattened. So was the green plastic top; my first clue that this was a Simply Orange bottle. Big pieces of plastic are a prize find for me but this was rush hour, and the traffic was rushing. I weighed my options: A) look for an opening to make a 20 yard over-and-back dash for the bottle, B) wait until the weekend because the remains will still be there, and C) keep walking.

The plastic Simply Orange bottle sits to the left in this picture. I'll always pick up the pace for plastic (even if it kills my ankles).

The plastic Simply Orange bottle sits to the left in this picture. I’ll always pick up the pace for plastic (even if it kills my ankles).

Actually, there was no option other than A. So I bided my time. There suddenly appeared a 200 yard gap from one wave of 45 MPH autos to the next. I set off on a dead sprint – okay, a slow trot – to the bottle. In several deft moves I picked up the container and what was left of a few larger pieces of the green top.

Once back to the safety of the curb and after a few well-earned huffs and puffs, my bag and I – and the bottle – were back on our way.

About Dave Bradley (264 Articles)
I'm the one behind two totally unrelated blogs; one on 15 years of writing a weekly letter to my kids (plus other recipients), the other on my localized environmental responsibility. I'm a writer by trade and both endeavors are accepted practice for me. As for the letters, my adult children Ellen and Reid may have seen letters as corny at one point, but it's accepted practice for them, too, to find something in their mailbox other than bills and junk mail. Email and texting don't do a lot for me for a lot of different reasons. Snail mail has its place in the communicative world so as long as they keep selling stamps, I'm buying. As for 'Pick Up Your Path' and the environment, I advocate what citizens can do themselves to take a direct hand in their neighborhood environment. But Pick Up Your Path is also a general environmental blog. It may be largely about litter and trash, but both of those are just one element of the total environmental picture.

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