A runner who who craves a lazy Sunday morning finds the world if full of reasons to get out of bed. And some of them of good ones.
A runner shares the stream of consciousness of his early morning thoughts.
A runner reflects that it doesn’t matter how fast you are or how many times you fall, you just have to keep on coming back. That’s what makes the difference.
I met a couple of Vietnam vets who were there for the run — to “represent,” one of them told me with a grin. We talked about the weather, how the hedgerows were electric green in the downpour. I heard subtext in the rain talk, sensed it was a memory of jungle and youth. The far-off looks told me that memory is where you find it.
May 14, 2010 Ran for 80 mins. First time since June. Stopped twice. Once for nature, once for no reason. Ran up hills. Listened to the Lovin’ Spoonful, Marvin Gaye, Van Morrison, Roots. Didn’t think about a goddam thing ‘cept running before daylight. Came to me that I was runnin’, no need for thinkin’. Did […]
“‘Walk me out in the morning dew my honey…,’ sang the Grateful Dead oh so long ago. It was one of my favorite songs.” Michael Lebowitz remembers the song ‘Morning Dew’ as he heads out on his morning run, barefoot.
Two running buddies reflect on life and how styles of running have changed, from barefoot to Nike to barefoot and on and on and ….
May 10, 2010 On June 27 at Alton Baker Park, get ready to light out, vamoose, skedaddle, make tracks, split, hotfoot it, scram, leg it, sprint, race, dart, rush, dash, hasten, hurry, scurry, scamper, bolt, fly, gallop, charge, hurtle, speed, zoom, or jog, trot, tear, pelt, scoot, belt, zip, whip, bomb, hightail it, barrel, flee, […]
It is clear to me that running is in our human cells. It is part of our biology, of our evolutionary imagination. We are part of something much greater than ourselves when we get out of the door and start out down the road…
Knowing that when a friend is running out beyond his comfort zone, we are together wherever else we may be. It is always one step, then another — a journey from where we were to wherever we are going that enriches all of us.