At run’s end

“All that really belongs to us is time; even he who has nothing else has that.” – Baltasar Gracian

We headed out of town early this morning, Tim and I, unsure what we’d encounter in the hills. I spent the first half of the drive telling stories and soon we found ourselves out in the snow-covered countryside. There was nothing original about the route, but it’s always good to get out to the hills.

This was the first time that I really didn’t notice the hills, and the first half of the run seemed to fly by. By the time we turned back on our loop, I had surpassed the 200-mile mark for the month. Then I hit my high water mark, eclipsing my personal montly best set in April – mileage I logged in an attempt to put the spring flood behind me and pound my body into a pulp as I prepared for the Fargo Marathon.

At run’s end, my monthly total reached 206 miles with one day left in the month, year and decade. My plan for Thursday hasn’t been finalized, but I felt really good on today’s run. Almost too good … race day good. Tomorrow morning promises more miles and I’m intrigued by the opportunity to join Tim in a late night run: Run out of the 2009 and into a new decade. That opportunity will be a game time decision after work.

As you’ll see below, it was just a little cool out there – cold enough to freeze sweat on the inside of my jacket.

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