Two good days in a row.
Disclaimer: This post may be both reflective, and assertive.

I felt great this morning. Long run scheduled. 17-18 miles, as it was on trail. I approached it, thinking that I would be able to instantly recall this same race course from last January, the “Fat Ass 50k”. It is a rugged course, plagued with large rocks, and several steep, short hills. Truly tests ligamental strength and tendon flexibility. Great time, despite forgetting hydration.
I realized late yesterday, and earlier today, that I truly detest loud people, and loud things. I find that peopl e who are in fact loud, feel the incessant urge to control you, or the given situation, acting as a child as they proclaim and annunciate their beliefs and contentions, in the most vociferous methods.
Maybe its just me, but I prefer quietness and solitude, as opposed to busy hustle.
One final thought: As aforementioned, I was extremely lost this morning. Nevetheless, I ran about 3 miles on open, country road, with a beautiful landscape of crop and farm on my left and right.
“There was something in the country, he said he couldn’t see; There was something in the city, he said he couldn’t breathe”