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"

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

This week in long runs

Have you seen Disney's Cinderella? I dreamt about having a great long run, and this Sunday, I got my wish.

That was exactly my long run this weekend. The birds were chirping, the sky was wide-open and blue, the sun was shining down on us, kissing our shoulders with warm and cozy happiness. 13 miles of blissful magic with Tara. Exactly what running is supposed to be.

I'm not kidding! It was even the damndest thing - if I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't have believed it: a gaggle of river rats (possibly a rat king?) led us down the running path to a drinking fountain and even held down the button for us to fill our water bottles! It was kind of weird and gross at first, but hey, the rats were trying to be nice. I got the impression they liked my skirt. They were curious about Tara's waist-water bottle, too.

Okay, obviously I'm lying. The skirt bit was too much, huh?

It was a good run, though. Even without magic.


  1. this post made me smile. one, because i love Cinderella. It's been far too long since I've seen it.Two, because I'm so glad you had a great run! Three, because I think we should hang soon. :)

  2. Blissful magic? You must have blocked out the part where I could hardly make it up the 59th Street hill at the end and the only thing keeping my legs moving forward was the sweet, sweet promise of Starbucks. It really was a beautiful morning, though, and I'm so glad you are shaking off your running funk! Also, still thankful we climbed that hill under the GW bridge. Worth it!

  3. SHHHHH, Tara, don't tell anyone the truth!!
    In all honesty, I felt like it was a beautiful day and a solid run that was difficult while we were out there. That said, it was one of those growers - when I got home and the more I thought about it, the better I felt about the run. I didn't think anyone wanted to hear about how hard it was, anyway :)

  4. How nice of those little rats! congrats on a magical run, yo :-)

  5. Nice! Glad you had a good run. Maybe this means things are on an upswing.

  6. No diseased pigeons picking you up to fly you to the fountain? Disappointing.