It is hard to explain this shift, this feeling of capability which has eluded me these past five years. This simple link to a natural movement. But it is a nutrient that keeps me healthy, an element that allows me to breathe, and a balm that has always healed what is wounded. And somewhere, whether at the 25K Endurathon, or running the hills last Tuesday or just after my long run last Saturday, I regained a freedom long locked away.
So there you have it, I've unexpectedly achieved my personal goal and rediscovered my panacea. Now, it's all icing and gravy.
[It comes none too soon, by the way, as Virginia beckons this weekend for race #10, the ICY 8-Hour Trail Race at Lake Anna, a reservoir in Spotsylvania County (originally a gold mine, then a cooling pond for a nuclear plant, then transformed into a state park).]
|Photo from the 2013 ICY-8 when temps hovered in the 20s....|