6 miles
Every single run adds something to you and then it also takes something away. You are not the same person you were when you left your house door and by the time you come back to it 1+ hour later, your inner self is never the same. It always amazes me how such quick transformation can happen in a matter of minutes.
Today was crowded. I went outside later (we were trying to build a gingerbread house with Grace in the morning) and there were a lot of people on the trails (well, not a lot - but definitely more than usual). I am so used to not meet anyone on my runs, that running into people (especially during COVID) seems a bit inconvenient. Cover up, run by, thank them for giving you the way, continue...
Today was another sunny, gorgeous day. The run was balmy, I was lost in the book that I was listening and the legs just kept moving on autopilot. The body is like the machine, sometimes my mind "wakes up" from the tranquility of the author narrating the book (or from a song) and goes: "hey, the physical body is running so smooth - and the breathing and the movements - all harmonious - amazing!" Not every day is like this, but I'll take it any day.
There is nothing quite so gentle, deep, and irrational as running - and nothing quite so savage, so wild.
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