A little story about one of those not-so-little things that makes me think this running thing is sticking.
We’re in California this weekend for a wedding, and the bride and groom chose Terranea Resort in Rancho Palos Verdes as a sort of “command central” – and this place is unbelievable. Just gorgeous.
So yesterday when we got here, we did some walking around and exploring, and all I could keep thinking was “this is going to be a spectacular run – wow, how cool is that running path – man, this is perfect for running.”
And then this morning, even after jet lag and late-night drinks and vacation and all of the reasons why I could have blown off a run … I got up and went for a run. And was excited to do it.
And it was glorious. I read somewhere that running cleans in places that soap can’t reach.
I feel clean this morning.
A Constant State of Hunger 
Amen to this, but I do wish I had your running path!
Not gonna lie – it was glorious.
Glorious.