Day 3,962 —All and All is One Thing—

 

I felt better this morning. I still wasn’t 100 percent, and although I was optimistic when I started this run, I felt good about calling it quits before two hours. I had no destination in mind and didn’t know where I wanted to go exactly, so I went toward the wide streets of Webster and waved hello to all the happy people walking their dogs without a care in the world, believing that the sun was shining just for them.

I couldn’t be happier that the sun was out and I was wearing shorts. I found out yesterday they were doing a 50k in the park, and part of me felt jealous, or maybe just out of shape to only turn in two shorter runs this weekend, but I got to listen to my body, and my body has been sending me some mixed messages recently, but this was a pretty day and not so bad of a route either. The only annoying part was the time I spent on Laclede at the end, which made me think of all the times I had run that route before, back in the day when I hadn’t discovered all the other ways, back when I was following a handful of routes that were safe and stayed on all the major roads.