Rash Ramblings

A runner once, an explorer always!

Some days…

 Some days you wake up and you just don’t want to do what you know you need to do. I got up this morning with the intent to go run, but really the last thing I wanted to do was run. I got dressed and sat on the couch mediating and meditating and anything else I might conjure to get my rear out the door. I did make it out and started on my run. They talked last night like it might be raining this morning. I could feel the moisture in the air and when I picked up the newspaper, the little bag it was in was wet. I guessed it might have been misting a little earlier.

I took off on my run with the initial goal of getting to the one mile marker on the trail, which would give me about 4.5 miles. I was really stiff and uncomfortable and not really enjoying myself, but I pressed on anyway. I knew I wasn’t going to break any records today. I did, after a mile or so, decide that as long as I was out I might as well go to the spider which would be more like six miles.

After I made the spider and was about a quarter of a mile into the return trip, I saw a figure coming toward me on the trail. It was a heavy set little man, dressed all in blue and he had snow white hair and a beard. This hit me as a funny image to be seeing here in the early morning darkness of Christmas Eve. Then as he passed me, he says “Good morning!” His voice was dep and robust. I guess it seemed funny because as many times as I had made this run, I had never noticed him out before. I liked the images though, because it took my mind off my discomfort.

I continued on and eventually finished in just under an hour. I walked around the block before I went inside. As I was making my way to my back on to my street, it started misting. It was warm enough I didn’t mind too much. Just after I got back inside the house I could hear a light rain starting. It is funny how things just work out right sometimes. I am glad I went ahead and made the run like I did.     Thu W34:00.68     Fri  59:55.16

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