The morning sky was filled with luminous stars…unusually bright and present. Maybe it seemed that way because I was running with the Road2Ruin runnin’ guys for the first time in awhile.

Running had helped me to see, to seek the light, to see the shadows, to be more than a number on an age chart, a scale, a measuring tape …

If you can’t run then you can give back to the thing that has given you so much.

I am swimming upstream. Come the end of summer, cool air, touch of Fall, the beginning of the end of things in this cycle, time to take stock, stock up, buy school supplies, bring on the next chapter.

“There is nothing quite so gentle, deep, and irrational as our running—and nothing quite so savage, and so wild.” ~ Bernd Heinrich.

Went to the track this morning. Did some quarter mile like repeat stuff. Felt old, tired, stiff, wore out and, finally, pretty good. Remembered that I was never a track star or even “real good”.