Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor’d mind
Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind;
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Yet simple Nature to his hope has giv’n,
Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heav’n;
Some safer world in depth of woods embrac’d,
Some happier island in the watry waste,
Alex Pope- Essay on Man (1732)
Let’s Run Loopy
Not to see the sun.
Nothing left to do but
Run, run, run.
Let’s run.
Let’s run.Jim Morrison – Not to touch the earth
Friends, though absent, are present still.
et absentes adsunt
Cicero (my cuz)
Five stages of grieving
I went through 5 stages of grieving at the Bluff: Denial – no I didn’t sign up for race, I was drafted. Anger– what kind of maniac designed this course? Bargaining– hang in there, I can quit at the next aid station. Depression– I’ve got how many more miles to go?? Acceptance– I suck!
Anyway, this will be a thank you letter (with some apologies) and not a blow-by-blow account. [Read more…] about Five stages of grieving
Connect The Dots! The Branford Trail run
I started my run at the baseball field in Stoney Creek on Saturday at 630 am and ran nice and slow to the dam, the Quarry, and out to the Evergreen Woods like I wrote last week. [Read more…] about Connect The Dots! The Branford Trail run
The safety pin
It was 160 years ago today (April 10) that a guy named Walter Hunt patented this tiny device. As runners, we’d be sunk without it!