Frog in a blender

  • Saturday, May 12, 2012
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Thursdays run is manic and borders on the hysterical. I decide to run home from work via a long loop. I leave with ribald comments about my legs and comedy feet ringing in my ears. Women! It's raining hard and it's slippier than an ice rink. Running in Vibrams in these conditions is fun and possibly stupid. I'm an introvert and never more so than when I run, I withdraw deep and silent into myself. I meditate on the move, a mobile monk. On this day though I find myself laughing out loud as I windmill through the dripping trees. I resemble something between a novelty circus act and a frog in a blender. I return home soaked, muddy and spiritually complete.

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