This wound up being a tough one. I started out with leaden legs. Despite this, I ran 21 miles. I would have run 24, but Denise had returned from the grocery store and the day was late. I did not want the long run to dominate the day entirely.
An interesting effect of training for a life time of marathons is that the athlete comes to perceive being tire or exhaustion as just something one works through and ignores. Today was a day like that. Jezz, I was tired, but being tired did not matter. So, I just did the miles.
People are often amazed upon hearing that I run 3 or 4 hours without a music device. Aside from the obvious safety issues of running alone with earplugs, I really have no need for the electronic crutches. Stepping out for a run is immersing oneself in the web of life. During my run this morning, I heard the pre-dawn cock crowing, robins stirring in their bowers as they awoke, the crickets in the wetlands in a symphony of humming, the prey squirrel screaming an alarm in a tree, probably at the sight of a prowling cat, and the predator hawk, screeching in the distance to signal its mate.
Finally, turning into the nortwest, the fall wind in my ears. It is a harbinger of the long, cold winter ahead.
I just have no need for earphones.
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