Final run 2011

  • Saturday, December 31, 2011
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 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
The final run of 2011 takes place through the mud and tree's and appropriately in the dark. I run with Jerry as he goes for a personal milestone and I'm pleased to do so, I think we under estimate the importance of friendship as we go through our lives. I always get a lot of pleasure from my runs with Jerry, we are perfect foils for each other, he likes to talk and I am a better listener. He talks running philosophy and this and the camaraderie make me feel better about what I had seen as a disappointing running year. The miles go by quickly and smoothly, he invites me in to his house for a cup of tea, I should have said yes but instead ran on up the hill and home.

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