Running in the rain, biking in the dark, and the search for answers.
18.11.2010 - 22.11.2010 48 °F
Curled up and reading 'Ultra-Marathon Man' - I was going on hour number 3 of non-stop page turning....When my brain hit the tipping point - The Mario Brothers theme music that had been in the background for the past couple hours had finally saturated my entire brain to the point of implosion. It was too much. 10pm on a Tuesday - I left to run. Not the 'pre-planned' or 'have a specific target' kind of run...this was the kind of run where you open the door and just G-O. I don't think I even noticed that I was barefoot, in my pajamas (bra-less even!) and on a soaking wet sidewalk until after the first mile. It was the kind of run where you just leave all your thoughts at the curb and just clear everything out. It's almost unfortunate that you can't plan those kinds of runs, these are the runs where you make huge decisions without even really knowing you are doing it. You come back feeling cleansed.
In any case.
Back in Massachusetts, for the winter.
The only thing you can be guaranteed is that "Your experience will be exactly what it is".
No matter how you plan, or think or prepare - life has a way of just happening.
All we can do is be flexible, accepting to change and know that everything will be how it is suppose to be. Life is funny like that.
Even if you can't see it at the time of collapse - later things become clearer and you realize that there is/was a rhyme or reason to it all.
Where ever you go. There you are.
Spent the night after my flight snuggling with JW in Boston, then went home for epic, unplanned outing number two.
I hoped on my bike at 2:30pm.
By the time I realized I was in east-you-know-what Middlefield.....it was 4:15 and getting dark. 20 miles from home I turned around. Despite the fact that the moon was already out and I had just seen the first star poke through, I couldn't force myself to take the most direct route back. I looped around in Montgomery first. Turning onto my street, and approaching my house....I couldn't even turn in the drive way. I HAD to squeeze out a couple more miles. (I did however wish my street had streetlights....every pot hole was a jolt of adrenaline since I couldn't see them coming - which in this town, that's a lot of adrenaline boosts)
50 miles later I got home. Happy. So So Happy.
It certainly is freaking dark out at 6pm. But what a rush.
Quote of the Day:
Life is like riding a bicycle - in order to keep your balance, you must keep moving.
Here's to Peace, Mindfulness and Trail runs,