Sunday, April 10, 2016

Letters to Tomorrow ~ Feel Every Drop

Dear Tomorrow,

Running at sea level is a whole different experience that leads to much happier lungs than those working their alveoli off in Colorado! It may not have been the wisest choice to head out for a run in the seemingly quiet rain. And after about 30 minutes of being outside with a steady and still silent cloud pour, I regretted not being endowed with duck feathers. Funnily, the drenched clothes on my skin felt rather refreshing even though I braced myself for the cold that never came. I ran, thinking about memories from the Bay, my wonderful family and friends, the phenomenal women I was about to see perform later in the evening, the thump-thump of my feet on the glistening pavement, and it felt good. It felt really good to feel every drop.



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