the sky was crystal clear with the sunrise this morning. i am much too lazy to get up with the sun, but i do roll over and stare. it looked like a beautiful day for my long run. sadly, the clouds rolled in before i got my rear in motion. now the sky is painted over with clouds and the sun is hidden. i'll still pull myself together in a moment, it just won't be so warm.
it is hard to throw myself out of the apartment to run. i can find so many other things to do. but once i am out there, the river lifts my heart.
new york is a paved bubble of society, a little world in its snow globe, fitting for a philip k. dick story. you walk and live in it, separate from the rest of the world. you can go months without touching the earth.
running along the river, it's though i'm running along a tear in the bubble wall. the rip in the seam, where nature bubbles up, churns, seeps in from earth below.
i love this website: USATF, where you can chart your paths, see the mileage and the elevation. when i can put my clothes on, this is what i'll do today: today's run