I set out on a brisk solo walk, starting from the residential streets and following my route downhill toward the water. The early kilometers took me past Rutland Park and through shady, tree-lined sections where I paused to notice a sign for Sierra Park. My pace stayed steady as I wound through the neighbourhood streets, my shoes scuffing the pavement, and I tracked my splits and heart rate along the way. Soon, the trees opened up to reveal Arbutus Cove, where the sand, rocks, and driftwood spread out beneath the morning light. I lingered for a few minutes by the quiet shoreline, taking in the contrast of sea, forest, and sky before looping back toward home.
