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Run with Me.
March 30, 2007Get your shoes and put them on quickly. We’re going running. Sixty minutes, you and I, up the road, over that bend, past the ramshackle house at the end of the village.
Run with me so we can be tired together. Run with me so we can hurtle past everyone else dotting the road. We can be sweaty and tired all day. We can reek of sun and sweat and disappointments. I don’t mind. It can be fun. We can run until the seconds stretch into minutes and the minutes elongate into hours. We can run all day, even, and not bump into our many selves. We can run and run and pant and gasp and watch the sky as it turns orange. Yes, run with me and we will sprint until our calves throb more than our hearts do. We can glory in the half-pain. We can find meaning in the aching.
Run with me.






