The female DG has long wondered why people get addicted to going to the gym. But she’s had to rethink her position the last week when she finds herself betwixt and between. She finds herself pulled in two directions – she can go the the Page Mill YMCA and get good and sweaty or she can return to the paths of the Dawn Jogger. So far this week, the latter has won out. Today she tried another short jog across the second hole of the Stanford golf course (in the dark). And it was only starting to get light by the time she’d made her way around Lake Lagunita and was headed back to home. Sometime in the last week the kayak that had been abandoned close to the “beach” where the old boathouse used to be got hauled to the other end of the dry lake bed. It’s that kind of discovery that makes walking at dawn a delight.