Birthday Run (the 6-miler uuuuuupheeeeeeeellllll)
Suffering (while running) is humbling. It pays to know how to get your butt kicked (in this case it's self-inflicted).
But on this birthday day, I think I've truly internalized that there is some kind of connection between the capacity to love and the capacity to love running. Both depend on loosening your grip on your own desires, putting aside what you wanted and appreciating what you've got, being patient and forgiving and... undemanding... maybe I shouldn't be surprised that getting better at one could make you better at the other.
Now I get to celebrate my birthday with my family. What could be better than that!
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