The Magic Of Spring

The stubborn winter is showing signs of giving way.

Underneath the March sun, boulders of snow piled along the curbs casually dwindle while the thick veins of ice once covering the streets are nearly gone.

The sun-kissed views outside bolster spirits for a run without layers and gloves.

It’s time to race through the streets.

To feel the exhilaration of freedom during an easy 6-mile run. To capture the energy of the starting line. To embrace summer weekends after a long run watching the sun poke above the horizon.

It’s time to gather friends for an adventure to Maplewood State Park, where we can reminisce and give thought to bucket-list races while wandering 17 miles on trails beneath the thick-leaved canopy.

It’s time to sip a cold drink on a warm evening on the patio while the dogs give chase to squirrels and race their canine neighbors along the fence line.

It’s time to fire up the grill and invite friends over for an impromptu gathering. And it’s time to sit next to a crackling fire, late into the evening, and count blessings and share belly laughs.

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