Day 29 - Have You Seen Me?

Hey, that guy in the middle looks familiar. Where have I seen him before?  I know I have seen him someplace.  

I had a great run this morning. It was seven good miles along the Freedom Trail from Tallmadge to Kent.  The sun was just coming up as I headed out of the Buckeye Gym.  No, I did not lift as planned.  I'll do that Thursday.  With a tight schedule on Wednesday I had to go longer today. I was going to do eight big ones but "Running Au Naturel Part 2" took over. Shorts, shoes, and tech shirt were the only things today.  I was one with nature once again.  Bring on the Zen. Hidden by a row of trees along most of the trail, I was shielded from light and heat of the sun. But like my man Pitbull, "Baby, baby, baby, I was on fire!"  I was in the pocket.  Constantly thinking about beating the sun before it got too high, I booked it.  ("Booking it" at my level of fitness is a relative term. But for my purposes, I was Dale Earnhardt Jr.)  On my way across a road that put me out in the sun for a brief period about a half a mile from the gym, I did something really mature.  I gave the sun the finger.  Well that was precious now wasn't it?  After I did so I thought, "Do you really want to mess with Mother Nature?"  Sixty five years on this earth and still thirteen years old according to the woman I'm related to by marriage.  I think I just proved her point.  As I ran to the end of the trail in about .3 miles I turned left and into the sun drenched parking lot.  I'm not making this up sports fans. It got hot real fast.  Message received from the sun gods. Note to self: Sun 29 - Steve-o 0.

Oh yeah.  Now I remember. The guy in the middle is only about half the man I was when I started out on  this journey in April this year. The guy in the picture looks like the side of the milk carton that asks, "Have you seen me?"  Survey says, "Not in 46 years my friend. " But today for almost seven miles I kind of felt like him.  Come to think of it, I might have done "the finger thing" once before in 1969.  It's great to be a teenager.....again, if even for only eighty minutes.