It was a nice morning for a run, about 50 degrees, my favorite.
Quiet, and black as pitch.
I turned on the iPod to my favorite run mix, and started out, getting my heartrate up and myself warmed, hitting the go button on the Garmin as I headed out.
I'm not fast, but it doesn't matter.
There's no offspring out here asking me for money or a ride or just being ornery.
There's no papers out here to grade. Or to write.
There's no students asking "why do we have to learn this - my mom says it's stupid and I'll never need it. "
This is what I've needed.
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