It has become increasingly certain that a big move out of this country is in order within the next year. This means that I have been rummaging through my things to look for stuff to throw out. I dont get rid of anything! I save everything! I have my first ticket from the New York metro from eight years ago, boarding passes to all sorts of destinations, little post-it notes, scribblings from high school - you get the point.
I came across a box of old pictures - from when i was 17 - my first year away from home. Its weird how glimpses of the past highlight ones current state of being. In my pictures, I see myself as a very carefree person, when in reality I have never been like that in my life. More than anything, the one recurring theme in my adult years is the worry of responsibility caused by my concern of destiny. The present to me is of no consequence, it never has been. My destiny is of great concern. Perhaps in five years, I will look back at pictures of myself at 26 and see a carefree woman? What do you think? High unlikely!
My run today was a slow 26 miles (thats 42kms baby!) in just under 4 hours. I am not writing down the time I left this morning - my hours are getting quite ridiculous. Feel really good though. I have just finished a pound of chocolate malt balls and a pint of ice-cream as recovery food. My excuse? I needed something that is quick to digest since...oh, who am I kidding? 'Twas yummy :-)
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Run around 4-5 kms in a day; that's enough time for the cynic in my head to run amok. I don't think that makes me a runner, does it?
If I may, what is the hurry? Why are you running around so much?
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