Half the distance, twice the win

Personal Narrative
It rained forever and a day. Seriously. Forever, then 24 more hours of rain. It was probably more like a week, but it really seemed the clouds would never cry themselves out. I run. And while I engage in a variety of exercise programs, running outdoors is my favorite. It's lovely to watch the sun rise. To smell the flowers and pine trees and whatever else is on my running trail. To listen to birds as they sing, or fight or just say hello. It's corny. It's great. I love it. And thanks to The Rain, I couldn't run. For days. (Forever). Then The Rain stopped. The local runners waited a day for The Dry because we knew our trail would be flooded or overrun with unpassable puddles, slick with wet leaves and what…
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What a Difference a Day Makes

Personal Narrative, Spirituality, Temple Building
[caption id="attachment_4137" align="alignleft" width="225"] Imminent rain at a Florida beach.[/caption] Yesterday I really had the blues. I'm still not quite sure why. I felt like a visit to the ocean was in order, even though it was a cloudy, rainy day. It was also a pretty cool day...very unlike the high 90s we've experienced lately. Still, water beckoned and I went. A wedding was just ending, but I wasn't in the mood to scope out the happy couple or offer fake smiles to the guests, so I drove past my usual spot and parked a tad further up the lot. I snatched an area pretty close to the water and sat down. And listened. I started to journal just in time for raindrops to fall. I looked up at the…
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