It is damn nice outside isn't it? I woke up this morning, and decided to kick the sleep from my eyes with a long run. So at about 8:30 this morning I tossed on my shoes, shorts, and a teeshirt and went out for a long run. There's something I love about running. It comes along at about fifteen or twenty minutes in, at about two or two and a half miles; it's that runners high that people talk about. There's nothing in the world but the rhythm of my feet on the pavement or dirt, the steady pounding of my heart, and whatever happens to be infront of me. There doesn't even seem to be a "me." That ever-present feeling of self awareness--the ego, I guess--fades into the rhythm. Thoughts, crap on one my mind, the people in my life, and the people around me all blur into something not real. The only thing that is is moving forward. It's a feeling I don't get from any other physical activity (yes, even sex, actually especially sex). So, I went down through Rock Creek Park, into Georgetown, back down the Park to the Mall and the Capitol and the north on 16th street.
I stopped at 15th and L.
And went into the office.
It's nearly 6:00 pm now. Enjoy this beautiful day folks.
Posted by cs at April 17, 2004 5:43 PM