All over the country, winter weather is knocking on doors. Down here in south Florida it has been balmy, bright, beautiful. Today's run took me out in low 70's weather, with shorts and singlet and the breeze in my face all the way home. I took the Griffin loop back down to Thomas...probably 7-8 miles, and felt stronger and lighter than I've been in a good while. Why would that be? Maybe just the simple turn of the year, the page, and a renewal of hope and new chances to get it done, get it right, get my own head together.
I am not letting myself get hooked on false expectations; not for running, work, the parents and the never-ending fantasies of romanticism. At the same time, now that we are passed the confounded holidays, I feel I can breathe easier in the light of Truth and reality. I don't need it sugar-coated. But while I dream my big dreams, and see things clouded to others, I am determined to make my peace with 'Process' and get on with the daily routine of training and focus on each part of the Path.
There are enough mysteries, intrinsic to the strange tapestry of Universal chaos, without my massive assumptions. If I stay clear, I can appreciate the mosaic. Every run holds unique elements in weather, form and feeling. Every day brings a surprise in how events unfold. I will pay attention, this year, to new windows which give me a glimpse of the potential...for change.
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