Running - long distance running - is at once both intimate and grand. The insular nature of running, even in groups, creates a space that is only penetrated by our own thoughts. The edge of pain and pleasure we run upon in untouchable to others even as we share this unique design. We cannot give this pain away and at the same time how can we possible desribe the immense pleasure we're expereincing, this bliss of motion. Those who run already know and those who don't can't possibly understand. This moment is truly ours alone. And yet....as the ego draws down from the swiftness of legs, and thoughts stilled from running on the edge, we open ourselves up to a world that cradles us as a fellow traveler within itself. We run with and not against the earth. We are a small thread of motion, yet essential to the fabric of the universe. The grand design reveals itself and we find that we are key to its completion. We are larger than ourselves.
Run, and run far and long enough - and you'll know this.
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