When I was in "The Zone" back in the late 1970's and at periods during the 1980's with my running, I would run at all hours of the day and night. I did some of that tonight. My back and my legs were tight this morning. I got a full night's sleep and yet I was still tired. I promised myself that I would run this afternoon after work. I was still tired and the back still hurt so I caught about a 45 minute nap. I felt amazingly better and did some things around the house. I was negotiating with myself on whether I was going to run or not. Then of course my promise of last night came to mind and sooooo..... I drove to Sand Run Trail to do what I had promised. It was getting dark. For the first forty-five minutes it was no "problemo." It seemed like in the forty sixth minute it got dark real fast. I was concerned about footing, tripping, spraining ankles, and every other thing that could happen to me out on a trail when its pitch black. Then it dawned on me. I have an IPhone with the flashlight app. Adapting, improvising, and overcoming. I'm a junior marine for sure. I get done and realize that instead of needing to buy a t-shirt that says, "I'm with Stupid," with the arrow pointing up towards my head, I actually accomplished something. My buddy Marty Fanning and I for years would run at any hour of the day that we could just to get a five to six mile run into our lives. Want to see what I looked like in "The Zone" years?
That's brother Phil and me before the 1981 Boston Marathon. Phil had a tryout with "Thunder Down Under Review" after the race I believe which of course explains the shorts. I'm rocking the "stash" and a Bill Rodgers running suit. It was a different time. Tonight for a little under ninety minutes, I was there again if even only in my mind. Felt good and I kept my promise. These miles were for my friends that I mentioned. It must be Karma because I would not have gone except for them. Thanks!
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