“Perhaps the genius of ultrarunning is its supreme lack of utility. It makes no sense in a world of space ships and supercomputers to run vast distances on foot. There is no money in it and no fame, frequently not even the approval of peers. But as poets, apostles and philosophers have insisted from the dawn of time, there is more to life than logic and common sense. The ultra runners know this instinctively. And they know something else that is lost on the sedentary. They understand, perhaps better than anyone, that the doors to the spirit will swing open with physical effort. In running such long and taxing distances they answer a call from the deepest realms of their being — a call that asks who they are …”
– David Blaikie

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Good Morning, Moon...

Apple iPhone cameras do not take good photos of the moon. 
This picture does it no justice.
Let's preface this by saying that it is not a good idea to stay up late chatting and laughing most of the night with your significant other when you plan on going for a run early the next morning.  Oh well, it was worth it.

This morning, my alarm went off at 5:20AM and, honestly, I had to hit snooze one time.  I stayed in bed for another five minutes, but the moonlight was so bright, I decided it was time to get up and go for a run.   

As I ran, I reminisced, thinking of my Ninja Running days: running in all black in the dark to remain incognito to the critters (and humans), or so I thought! I used to run in the middle of the night as well as very early in the mornings when I was training for long distance races.  Oh, the stories I could tell! There was this one time (no band camp involved) when...

  • ...I was chased down by a javelina on a dark road in a Phoenix suburb, Arizona.
  • ...the fog was so thick I couldn't see six feet in front of me, but once it cleared, I saw an alligator crossing the road in South Florida.
  • ...someone pointed a gun at me as I ran down a street in Houston, Texas.
  • ...I hallucinated when the sun was coming up during a 100-miler and thought I saw Jabber Jaws, the great white shark, mocking me.
I am still here to tell the tales.  That superior unknown presence has some sort of purpose for me, the proof is that I am still here, trying to live each moment to the fullest.

Today's Run: Distance: 4.1 miles
Anxiety Level: 2
Biofeedback: New shoes always make my feet happy! Currently running in Merrel.
Pre-Run Thoughts: Ready, steady, go!   WOW - look at the moon!
Intra-Run Thoughts:Hearing the sounds of the early morning: bugs, frogs, water fountain on the pond, a dog walking his owner...
Post-Run Thoughts: My mind is refreshed.  I feel like any trace of anxiety has been cradled and lulled back to sleep.

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