The postcard came in the mail yesterday. "Your registration for the Leadville Trail 100 is accepted." Yay. If to prove yet again that the mind is connected to the body, my first reaction was "What have I done?"
Johnny Cash lyrics circulated in my head while wife and kids scold me for being home late. "What have I become, my dearest friends?"
The body was tired. Had just finished last long run of bonus miles week at Pepsico with run partner Brenda. The college kids thought us insane. 20 mi on 1/8 mi indoor track. Better than 'dreadmill', worse than outdoors in good weather.
Reminder. Wisdom of buying wife Suz a small go fast car with no suspension questioned while she speeds down the interstate listening to Metallica makes every pot hole meet weary joints. Justice and balance in universe.
Away for the weekend with family for Suzanne's trip. My function is 'tender of children' and 'smiling spouse' and 'long distance runner freakshow' among farmers at the state agricultural fair convention.
Be well. This feature irregular as writing mood strikes. More 'featured runner' stories soon.
-Larry
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