On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Friday, February 18, 2011

Do you know what I'm about to do?

If you answered, "Go running!" You're right! (You're also very astute, as this is a running blog and all, so chances are good it had to do with running.)

This is one of the first times in ages that I've woken up and put on my running clothes before I did anything else.

It's 50 degrees out and sunny. I'll be back in an hour.

2 comments:

  1. im going tonight- very excited about the weather

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  2. OH MY GOD, HOW CAN YOU GO RUNNING WHEN YOU JUST SURVIVED A REVOLUTION???

    (Yes, I couldn't help myself.)

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