This is the amount of humidity that was in the air and clinging to my skin when I left on my run. Peat bog, swamp, marsh. I don’t care that there are roads here and that civilization has long been established. This place will always be what it has always been. A big swamp.
Despite the humidity, I had a really fun run today. Continue reading “6/20/18”
After the run today, instead of getting directly into a cold shower, I went out on the back porch and just sat in the rain. It was a slow, relaxing rain at first, but then the Ice Cream Truck came by playing its song, and this was somehow dramatic, a cue to the rain for more intensity. As the music faded, the rain seemed to slow. Then the wind started blowing harder, and the little palm by the big oak tree started thrashing. For a moment after all this had happened, was still happening, I looked down at the pavers under my feet and just observed the rain drops coming down. So peaceful. And the skies then opened up and poured out the last big bucket of rain for that hour. Continue reading “5/26/18”
Hockey metaphors anyone? Directly after the opposing team scores, it’s important to have a strong shift. To bounce back forcefully. Yesterday I felt like I got shut out, so it was important for me to bounce back forcefully. Or, just have a solid day. This is timely because the Lightning just went up 3-2 in the series last night. And I know everything about hockey. Continue reading “5/20/18”
Today is a good day to not have a job and be a writer. It might not be the best day to run. The forecast for the rest of the day, and the week for that matter, looks like a lot of rain. I will run this week, however. If anything, it makes it cooler and maybe even refreshing to run in the rain. A few of my most memorable runs happened while it was raining.
I remember one about two years ago. Continue reading “5/14/18”
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