"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."

Wednesday, September 27, 2006


This morning it was chilly.

It wasn’t really cold but it wasn’t warm either.

It was chilly, that temperature that lies somewhere between the two. Warm enough to keep the furnace from cutting on but cool enough to ensure the AC stays off. That sensation that hints, sometimes forebodingly, of what’s to come. That crisp snap in the air which causes one to pull a long sleeve t-shirt from the drawer.

See your breath, wear your gloves chilly.


This morning I ran 21,120 feet

or 7,040 yards

or 4 miles

and it was chilly.

"There is no satisfaction without a struggle first." - Marty Liquori

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