Headbands and love beads

  • Monday, March 12, 2012
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This was Woodstock, this was Country Joe and the Fish. It was headbands and love beads. The wind cried Mary and the very atmosphere crackled with peace, harmony and a oneness with God and nature. The sky looked like it had been polished, colours were vivid, psychedelic and sharp and the peace was far, far out there. This was the run I have been waiting for. The peace of the late afternoon and the peace within me was an interesting counterpoint with the fierceness and purpose of my running. Today I soared, my feet light and my body free. Gone was the tension in my shoulders and jaw that have dogged my running this year, this was an overdue return to the music of running. I don't know what made the difference, it could be that I have been over shod too often in 2012, today I re learnt how much I love running in my Five Fingers. Hippy shoes.

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