Last night I had one of those runs...one of those runs that somehow helps further solidify something I already know to be true. Running is my passion. Perhaps it was the setting? I was running along the Mt. Vernon Trail and caught the reflection of the sun setting on the Potomac River. It provided that perfect mirror image where the ground meets the water and then effortlessly flips upside down. I looked skyward, smiled and said hey to my dad. In that moment, nothing matter except putting one foot in front of the other. The mess of thoughts and emotions in my head vanished. I was lost in the motion of running. This is a sensation that I can only describe as an out-of-body experience. It only lasted for a few strides, but those are the moments I live for as a runner.
The best part is, I don't know when it will happen again. Maybe I should go for another run and find out...
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