The leaves have turned. The landscape is an incredibly beautiful collage of red, yellow and orange and the air is cool and crisp.
As I run along, the occasional pedestrian looks at me strangely, sometimes commenting on the colder temperatures and clearly bemused by the fact that I am (a) wearing shorts and (b) running.
They don’t understand.
They can’t.
They are not runners.
10.5 miles today.
“The obsession with running is really an obsession with the potential for more and more life.” ~ George Sheehan
As I run along, the occasional pedestrian looks at me strangely, sometimes commenting on the colder temperatures and clearly bemused by the fact that I am (a) wearing shorts and (b) running.
They don’t understand.
They can’t.
They are not runners.
10.5 miles today.
“The obsession with running is really an obsession with the potential for more and more life.” ~ George Sheehan
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