Phat and I took a wonderful run today through his lovely seaside town, down quaint streets and past amazingly well-preserved 18th century homes. We ran out to a beach and stopped to look at the serene water of Buzzards Bay with a flat gray sky overhead and piles of scallop shells at our feet. I said to him as we approached the water "I love running. Though I don't always like it I do love it." Today, I loved running. Today, was a great run with a great friend, and it helped me reconnect with him, the weather, the surrounding world, myself, running . . . it was amazing. I don't know how far we went or what our pace was, but that wasn't the point. Running was the point, and it rocked. I'm psyched for my next run. Thanks, Phat.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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Same feeling here Agricola. I have to admit I wasn't psyched about hitting the cold weather runs after being in Florida, but running with an excellent friend certainly makes all the difference and is a great motivator. I even went to bed earlier and felt fantastic this morning. Got the running bug back, no matter the weather.
Keep on trucking and looking forward to the next run.
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