Sometimes, I love the act of running. The Machine Moment, that point of complete absorption in the physical act of moving - enlightened locomotion. I can sustain it for...maybe a minute. Maybe two. But knowing it's there, just on the other side from where I am - a place that I can reach into and hold onto for just a little while. To be running and at peace with everything.
Sometimes, I love the fact of running - the knowledge that I left the house in the first place to put a few more miles of road under my feet. The slow progress that is progress nonetheless.
4:30pm (on 3/5/08)
3.5 miles
39 minutes - feeling sluggish - ate just before running
50 degrees
sports bra, leggings, black hoodie, grey long sleeved shirt (missed the sugoi)
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